Walking through the forest
Looking at the sky
I notice how blue it is
And I notice the forest has eyes.
Walking this untrodden path
The eyes I can see
I can’t help but wonder
What will happen to me?
No one around to help me
Though I go further into the wood
The eyes are getting closer
I would run, if I could
The eyes are all around me
I can hide nothing from them
The eyes they know my secrets
I will wander my path weary of them.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi Michelle! This is a very good poem, a pleasure to read thank you! ! *10*! ! Best regards Friend Thad