Nov 2012
Moss, softly green as grass
some bare feet to pass
red fox and deer to tread
mossy stepped, quietly the forest led
soon to rest golden heads
bright leaves
falling sleepily
to bed
some bare feet to pass
red fox and deer to tread
mossy stepped, quietly the forest led
soon to rest golden heads
bright leaves
falling sleepily
to bed
(F/Tucson, AZ)
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