A delight
Of sunlight
On the woodland path
Greets me
As I pass
Many an ancient tree.
Where I to go back
Along that self-same track
I would find
In my mind
A place of shades,
Where the sunlight, sometimes, plays.
A delight
Of sunlight
On the woodland path
Greets me
As I pass
Many an ancient tree.
Where I to go back
Along that self-same track
I would find
In my mind
A place of shades,
Where the sunlight, sometimes, plays.
Interesting contrast. Thank you for sharing! 😊
Thank you for commenting. I’m delighted that you enjoyed reading my poem. Best wishes, Kevin