There In My Woods



There in my woods stood a wondrous sight
Were my eyes deceiving me, I asked quietly
In awe, I approached slowly, and reverently
She stood as a statue amidst the winter wood
The haze of midday and the humidity blinded
Any clear sights watching this solemn angel
Vaguely interpreted all hidden truthful sights
And why was she there, I can’t answer that
I wanted to believe that she was only for me
But, I don’t know, she never glanced, you see
I stayed as long as I could silently stoop
Trying not to breath loudly as to disturb 
After hours of gazing, i fell fast asleep 
Upon awakening, the angel had departed

Thanking all lovely thoughts today

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