The Winding Trail
The Winding Trail poem stories
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A short nature poem.

The Winding Trail

I walked along the winding trail,

the dog running before me,

my wife next to me.

With cliffs to one side,

and a river to the other.

Tall grasses, as tall as me.

And evergreen trees, everywhere.

The wind blew gentle,

as grey clouds drifted by,

and I pondered existence.

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