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My Forest, My Hero

The sad awakening to the fact

That it is all over and finished

No more a team of two

Hearts beating in perfect unison

Breath synchronised at soul level


Paths diverging, the wood is dark

My different path makes a world

Of change and difference, lonely

The one I must travel alone


I'm walking down the silent path

Leaves crunching underfoot, wondering

Now at the beauty of spring

Of growth of the dramatic changes


I enter my favourite canopy of trees

The tunnel is so green and safe

I turn to share, but am alone


This is the peace, the quiet

The reflecting time, the reward

The trees comfort me with their strength

The river booths me with it's constancy


And I realise through all my sad days

This has been my anchor, my hero

It asks nothing of me but to see and feel



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