mrskeletonface

FALLEN FENCE

No road for days
Just land stretching out
Sun flickering in and out of view

The mountains lay shadows
Obscure shapes of the moon
In reflecting water I see it pass

Leaves for days
And trees for miles
Open arms for natures child

The mother calling
Her voice on the breeze
Interrupted by birds sweet whistling

The sun replaced
And the calm of nature fell laid sleeping
Her eyes close until tomorrow