The Silent Woods
In the silent woods, Where the shadows are grand, I walk in the stillness, And I lose my command.
For the trees hold their stories, In the hush of their leaves, And the whispers of nature, Fill the air with reprieves.
- Louise McNeill
The Silent Woods
In the silent woods, Where the shadows are grand, I walk in the stillness, And I lose my command.
For the trees hold their stories, In the hush of their leaves, And the whispers of nature, Fill the air with reprieves.