herbertjhlh_1
  Junior Member

WEALTH OF WOODS

I SAT UNDER A TREE IN THE BLUEBELL WOOD,
AND WATCHED THE CLOUDS ROLL BY.
THE SHADOWS FLOWING OVER THE LAND,
A PICTURE OF BEAUTY TO THE EYE.
TWIGS AND LEAVES AROUND MY FEET,
AND REMAINS OF TOADSTOOLS LAY BY ME.
THROUGH THE GRASS PRIMROSES AND...

– by JEFFREY HERBERT