One of my favorite things about the north country are the Birch trees in the forests and at the cottage. There are Paper Birch, Yellow Birch and Silver Birch, all beautiful, but my favorites are the stark white Paper Birch. I am cheating today as these are not my pictures but the poem is. Today I need to focus on too many things and so need to be absent , somewhat, from the web. I will look in later to see your comments, good or bad! I hope you enjoy "Seeds of Thought"
Seeds of Thought
Through the leaves,
Just like a jewel,
Shining bright,
Emerald cool
As I walk,
The elusive sun,
Enlightens a web,
Silver spun
At my feet,
A fern unfurled,
The tip as yet,
Tightly curled
Across my face,
A feathers blown,
I see the bird,
From whence it's flown
My hand caresses,
Smooth white bark,
A woodpecker,
Has left it's mark
I turn to go,
I hate to leave,
Through the cool glade,
My footsteps weave.
