Richard Lackman

Freshman - 728 Points (Philadelphia)

The Forest Near My Home - Poem by Richard Lackman

There is a forest near my home where frequently I go
To walk amidst God's plantings and to feel the breezes blow
To savor air as cool and fresh as can be felt on earth
To cleanse my mood and spirit and to foster my rebirth

The gentle shade protects me from the harshness of the sun
While the grandeur of the tallest trees is not to be outdone
I love to watch squirrels dart about while searching for their food
While birds rest on still branches as in peaceful solitude

Deeper in the woods there is a stream that sings a song
A burbling cacophony that lasts the summer long
A pleasant sound that beckons all to rest under its spell
Perhaps to sleep and dream and thus all worries to dispel

The forest is a special place where one can always find
Peace in the surroundings that renews your peace of mind
And so it is that frequently I tread the forest trail
To renew my optimism as I take in each detail

Comments about The Forest Near My Home by Richard Lackman

  • Adeline Foster (8/16/2013 1:16:00 PM)

    Love it, love it. Another gently reminiscing poem that you do so well. Read mine - I Cannot Return -
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 3, 2013

Poem Edited: Sunday, January 26, 2014

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