A poet’s way
This poem is in response to the Daily Post prompt @clean
“Out of the Woods”
By Tubie Gilmore
I see a pleasant path, and I begin to ramble
On either side are thorns and rocks
The ground is full of brambles…..
Fallen trees to trip me, the woods are very dark…
But around the corner, and down the path,
I think I can see a park.
I think I’ll walk on the path today, the woods are too scary…
The path is my way,
It has a few hills as I walk toward the park,
But the sun is shining, I am not in the dark……
To get out of the woods
Is simple to do…
Just stay on the path,
And we’ll all walk with you!
Note: The poem was inspired by a therapeutic session with theme “Are we out of the woods” in the “ABC Rooms” held on Feb. 1, 2017.
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