Forest | Teen Ink


July 21, 2013
By Erinwolf1997 PLATINUM, San Carlos, California
Erinwolf1997 PLATINUM, San Carlos, California
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A sea of silent echoes,
the dark and gnarled trees,
the land's relaxed breathing
is the only sound to me

I don't belong to the desert,
or the ocean's frothy coast.
I live within the woodlands,
they are what call to me the most

I love the vibrant, luscious flowers,
the river's graceful soul.
The earth, a burnt sienna
is what makes my heart feel whole

The deer, they pass, my brothers hunt
I watch them come and go
In the heart of my true homeland,
time, it always seems to slow.

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