Pretty Bluebells light up the wood
In a place where I once stood.
Long forgotten shade of mine
Destroyed by the hands of time.
If I were to go back there now
stand in that same place somehow
Would I imprint it once again,
My shadow now as it was then?
Wonderful picture, I would love to wander around this wood.
ReplyDeleteMerle.........
Beautiful photo ;o) Very interesting poem! I like ;o)
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