Where my heart lives

My heart lives in a place
in the middle of the beautiful and mysterious woods;
sitting on a rock in front of the sparkling water,
my heart is at peace.
A pond full of life and memories,
the place that I know best. 
In the spring, the trees bloom,
the buds falling in the water 
to create a pastel display.
In the summer, the green, green leaves are all around
and over the water, the dragonflies buzz,
the water, full of life.
In the fall, the leaves turn to create their fiery portrait of beauty,
and the air turns brisk.
In the winter, the water freezes over to create Nature's own ice rink,
and the sparkling, sparkling snow.
This place holds my memories, my heart, my soul.
My place of peace.

 

wildcat

VT

16 years old

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    My heart breaks

    For every snowflake

    That twirls down,

    Solitary

    Amongst a gray sky

    It looks lonely, you see

    Not as if I don’t know how that feels.

  • Fallen Tree

    A tree is downed in the forest

    It appears as a skeletal hand resting upon the snow covered floor

    Brown beneath, like ivory rotting away as it ages 

    And pure white on top, bone bleached by the sun.

  • Small Things

    I’ve started looking forward to the little things a little more 

    Than I look forward to next year

    Because it feels like next year is uncertain.

    I’m excited to eat peanut butter toast in the car before skiing,