Poems from fairiewood93

Down the road through the forest over a boulder and through the branches lies a meadow The meadow dotted with daisies and emerald green...
a tree sits atop a hill its roots reach deep into the earth searching, gathering its trunk stands solid and strong the bark rich and warm...
There are two kinds of shadows one is visible in light the other invisible and internal The first is an inconstant companion only available...
When a petal softly falls into a mirroring river it flats gently under branches and over rocks gliding ever onward where goes this petal?...
We are the children of the Apple the iphone, the ipad, the ipod our constant companion who never complains never asks why never gets angry...