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Jun 29
poem challenge: Pastoral
wildcat

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.

 
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Posted: 06.29.22
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  1. aesythe
    Jun 29, 2022

    It's funny -- the trees are all bare, yet this photo is still colorful and alive. The poem, too. I have my own little spot in the woods like this. So quaint!

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