Saturday Snapshot

Fireplace in the Woods

Fireplace in the Woods

Placing Fire in the Woods

Is there a place out in the woods

Where worries, annoyances, nuances burn?

Where frustration returns to a state of faith?

Where certain things go the way of the wraith?

Is there a place out in the woods

That allows a bird to perch, a fawn to yearn?

That allows a safe haven from mankind’s madness?

That returns to the time of little childhood sadness?

Is there a place out in the woods

When peace and rest are finally earned?

When no further generation must foot the bill?

When endless noise ceases and time stands still?

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7 Responses to Saturday Snapshot

  1. winneyb says:

    This one is magic. I love it!

  2. Loved the last four lines. If there were only were such a place. Nice poem.

  3. just beautiful Tommia, when I find it, I’ll take you there. 🙂

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