Tuesday, April 16, 2013

School Forest Poems by Julia Prien

Wintery gateway,
Who knows what through it we’ll find
And branches entwine

The forest silently awaits
Crunch
The trees move little in the wind
Crunch
Look down at my feet
Crunch
Look back at the tracks
Crunch
Of snowshoes on my feet
Berries, pop of red
They’re a small bit of color
In winter forest.


                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       

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