There's a clearing in the distance
as her footprints mark the ground
snapping twigs and rustling leaves
birls fluttering al around.
In the distance as trees part
A glimpse of sunlight melts her heart.
For from within the forest trees
she never thought that she would see
the end that she's been waiting for,
the death of all her misery.
The happiness she's so close to
when the woods do part her way
she'll have the courage to say
"Things have finally gone my way."
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
When Trees Part
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