Woods Poem by Grace DeVon miller

the woods so peacfull
long and dark
but quiet and sothing
the wind it calms me
i sit at a stump of a tree
i love to go and sit in the woods
there i can be alone
and think
how can i be so calm here and love it
is it the trees or the calm blowing wind
the calm creaturs of the earth that live here
or the sweat sound of thier life
i still love to sit here and think this
this is my happyest place to think