Green caress

Life is a journey...

Birds jet out,

To welcome the morning light.

Mists and dews,

Melting into the breezy- air.

The chosen path is too long,

but my legs never ache.

Because my hope is filled,

With these green caress.

Reviews

[Unspoken poet]

Aw this is so wonderful, i love the pic you used as well.
Awesome write