I first wrote this poem on the Poet's Walk at the Ayr House. There was a graveyard and I thought the footstones were graves for babies! (laughs)
Nature:
Trees swaying above me
Snakes looming in the grass below me
A forest of life all around me
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Jackson, What a cool poem. It painted a picture in my mind. I felt like I was there, except for the heat! Keep up your blog, I love reading anything you write. XXOO
What a great poem Jackson. You keep writing little man!
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