Jaclyn Hyde

(Oakland, OR, USA)

My Forest - Poem by Jaclyn Hyde

Majestic trees with quietness beyond belief
Rays of shimmery light among their arms
Bubbly brooks making their own relief
Birds call young as wildlife scurry with alarm Old wood, rusty iron remains
Deer using old lanes
Decayed mines reaching out among Run, save for tomorrow
Soon all may be past
Fear within me calling, can it last?

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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