I felt a need to clear my mind
and took a little "backroad time"
Where Nature speaks Her silent words
Alone with skies,the deer and birds..
The Gravel smelt of rain that fell
as Sunshine seemed to bid me well..
I walked for hours listening to
The Silence of drying dew...
Spring seemed to be starting to grow
Green moss and new grass said Hello..
The wind whisperd with a silent breeze
as i walked alone with Naked trees..
soon the fence line will be
a wall of leaves ( poision ivy...)
they say it travels in the wind
I hope today she stays my friend
Nothing better clears the mind
Like a little bit of Back Road time.
Picture and Poem by connetta jean...
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