Whispers of Love
The mist lies across the river bank
Sheltering the wild deer as they drink
Creating vague shadows in the distance
Of emerald pines and moss covered beds
Where the rabbits and squirrels make their home
And crisp, falling leaves carpet the floor
Of a forest where the mist creates a haven of hope
Whispering through the trees with assurance of love
©2014 by Regina Riddle
Nette onclaud’s Through the Mist Poetry Contest
August 24, 2014
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