A Woodland Dance Poem by Phil Soar

A Woodland Dance



I waltz through woods where bluebells glow
Where wood anemones stand toe to toe
While a gentle breeze disturbs the air
And the Larks song fills the sky with flair
As the smell of pollen affects the nose
And where mice hide in the undergrowth
How wonderful to be surrounded by
A woodland beneath a clear blue sky

Thursday, May 19, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: nature love,woods
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