Woods Poem by Phil Soar

Woods, so full of life, they make me glad to be alive
Strolling through them makes it all seem fine
Watching out for wildlife, seeing beauty in a weed
Makes the walk magnificent, and that is all I need

The shades under the canopy, have always been a thrill
There’s nothing else compares with it, and time might just stand still
With sights and sounds around me, giving me a moments pleasure
It makes my life seem so wonderful, and days like this I treasure