The Forest Thought
poem by:
Cheryl Ashmore
Written
on Jan 16, 2016
When I go to the forest, I go there to think Not of the day to day, the tub or the sink The deeper things, like the family and my goals Forest is my salvage as I walk its floors and stroll Forest floors all littered with dewy cones and spicy coloured leaves Give me memories and ideas, which I never grieve I take to the forest, where I can meditate its wisdom For the forest is my friend its new found freedom The forest is quiet, fresh animal tracks leading to their homes It offers the satiety we all acquire, its gates we roam Golden is our forest, as we take in its scent The thought, it makes me think, it never misrepresents The forest thought
Tags: inspirational, deep, encouraging, hope,
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cheryl ashmore commented:
As I walk through the forest this morning, I gathered my thoughts together as I think of my mother in the battle of her life with cancer.....this is for you mom!
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Christopher Russon
commented:
I really enjojed reading this poem.
A true inspiration.
Frank Hornby .
commented on Sep 07, 2019 at 3:41pm
Beautiful poem....I too lost my mum to cancer......41yrs ago....I'll never forget her...🦋X
