The woods Poems
The Forest Floor
by Bob Wolff
I set my soul in a meadow, for it to dry in the sun
And drain the dark fetid water pulling it down
The acrimony of life poisons all things around
And erodes the joys of having once been young.
Each day, each moment that carried sorrow
Poisoned my heart and stained my soul
With a darkness steeped black like coal
Ever waning hope for a better ‘morrow.
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The Forest Floor
by Bob Wolff
I set my soul in a meadow, for it to dry in the sun
And drain the dark fetid water pulling it down
The acrimony of life poisons all things around
And erodes the joys of having once been young.
Each day, each moment that carried sorrow
Poisoned my heart and stained my soul
With a darkness steeped black like coal
Ever waning hope for a better ‘morrow.
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