Off to the Woods I Go
July 16, 2016

Off to the woods I go
Breathing in the scent of the pine trees
And the dry leaves and branches
That crunch with every step I take

Basking in the sun’s radiant rays
That peek through the giant trees
And the cool, refreshing breeze
That gently flows around me

With a knife and basket in my hand
I forget about the troubling life
And think only of the mushrooms
That await for me in hiding

In this game of hide and seek
I always come out the winner
The basket overflowing with mushrooms
That I can’t wait to feast on when I get home 

© 2016 by Lena Kovadlo. Use with permission only.

From my book Reflections of the Heart