In the wood’s heart
There is light
And there is dark.
The poet finds
Delight
With woodland
Nymphs.
For girls
Of the mind
Are never bland.
In the wood’s heart
There is light
And there is dark.
The poet finds
Delight
With woodland
Nymphs.
For girls
Of the mind
Are never bland.
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Thank you for the kind share, Michael.
Hi Kevin, I like this poem.
Hi Robbie. Many thanks. I’m delighted you like my poem.