The Leafy Woodland Glade

Off the beaten track past the grasslands and the leas there lies a place hidden by the evergreens

Pine needles and cones were strewn across the dusty paths warm dappled tones from the Cedars's overcast

The gossamer shines with the early morning dew and the fresh smell of the Pines as the sunlight glimmers through

Acorns have fallen from the old Oaks in the shade lying forlorn in the leafy woodland glade

Butterflies on the wing swiftly cautious to the wind sweet songbirds sing in tune with nature's melodies

Rainfall will pass o`er this wilderness of green leaving the sound of a gently flowing stream

Golden leaves fall from the old Oaks in the shade the trees standing tall in the leafy woodland glade

The grounds are laden with snow neath the old Oaks in the shade wildflowers still grow in the leafy woodland glade

The grounds are laden with snow neath the old Oaks in the shade wildflowers still grow in the leafy woodland glade