Wild: A Poem
We run through the woods with the foxes,
Barefooted and free,
As the morning light guides us through the trees,
There's a campfire waiting,
At the top of the mountain,
To warm our hearts in the cold,
Then the stars will be shining,
As we huddle around the flames,
To watch over us as we dream tonight.
More Nature Poetry
- Trails: A Poem
This poem is about a group of friends hiking in the mountains. - The Sounds of Nature: A Poem
This poem is about magical nature sounds. - Mist: A Poem
This poem is about exploring nature in the morning.