Notice of absence from Avi
Wont be on a lot maybe
Wont be on a lot maybe
In the hush of the forest, the stars shining bright,
We gather ‘round the fire as day turns to night.
The crackle and glow, the warmth on our skin,
As the wilderness whispers, inviting us in.
The trees sway with secrets, the crickets serenade,
In the arms of the wild, all worries fade.
A tent in the moonlight, the sky full of dreams,
Camping beneath the vast,
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Author:
Avi (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: January 26th, 2025 16:19
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Comments3
Excellent write
I get the sense of freedom surrounded by the beauty of nature, lovely write.
A magical poem that brings a tranquil cherishing and embrace of the simple joys of being in nature. The last line seems to be missing though(?) 👍🕊️
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