robert meadows - Woodland Walking

I walked into the woodland across a lonely trail
I heard the singing of the birds and the flutter of some quail.
Then I came upon a stream, the gleaming water was so grand,
as I laid back and rested upon a calm and peaceful land.


You could sense the stirring of the animals that were all around
and you knew that you could not know this in the midst of a town.
It was there that dusk had found me and homeward bound I went
knowing that when I have free time this is how I wish it spent.

robert meadows

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