Tell Me How You Interpret It-

I walk in the woods,
grown over 22 years.

I see the flowers of joy and peace,
full in bloom.
I discover tiny thorny bushes,
of disappointments and gloom.
I walk deeper and reach a patch,
that is empty - untouched and rash.
I wonder if I could plant some creepers of love,
that would grow in that empty patch,
soften the rash- touch the soul.
Its pleasant smell would spread in the woods,
Adding a new colour to its charm.
I wonder what seed I should use,
for the woods so dear and so warm.
I would wait and judge- get real choosy..
even if its until next dawn.


tenderfoot1 tenderfoot1
22-25, F
4 Responses Mar 5, 2009

wow,great =) do i have to interpret? =) let me guess ,ahm, about life?esp. your life in this world? =) Im not really good at interpretation... =)but I like it...

Sounds like self discovery. Very well done.

Thank-you!!! I am glad someone liked it! :)

I really liked this. Thanks for sharing.