A WALK IN THE WOODS

Walking hand in hand
We wander through the woods
The cold wind blowing
Ears covered up with hoods

The sound of leaves crunching
Underneath our feet
With whistling wind
And singing birds compete

The myriad colors
A wonderful feast to our eyes
As is the formation of geese
In the autumn skies

October 17, 2005

Poetry © Jan Haile Clark

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Music playing is "Autumn Leaves"