My Fear For Woods Poem by August W. Landing

I had a lone home by the meadow-
Deep and dusk and calm.
With woods afar my window,
I never wondered to.

The moon my lovely widow,
Deep sometimes and calm.
Cast her lightrays indoor
To bliss my window view.
And made me more recall-
My mountly fear for woods.

My fear for woods
Was to be lost,
And host a broken heart.
Or follow twisting winding roads,
To stray from home the most.
Let me tie my heart,
And tie my soul,
In where I only know:
Deep within my home.

I left my home in the meadow,
When sunshine softly shone;
Swept the dew outside my door
Goodbye and I was gone.

To wander again into the woods,
Lost sometimes and all alone.
Searching for you;
Lost for you-
I ever wander to.

Here within the dusking woods,
Was lost the world i knew.
Find or loose or break me-
All over again.