The Trees are my Refuge
By Amy B
Published 20 August 2024
The trees tower over me, making me feel as small as a mouse,
The only thing I can think about is that I want to be in my own house.
I breathe in, I breathe out,
Close my eyes and open them, as my eyes slowly open I breathe in the sweet aroma of flowers.
Maby the trees aren’t so bad,
Maybe I should be glad that I’m around nature.
I slowly realize that the trees are keeping me safe,
The place where I can calm down,
The trees are my refuge,
Keep this peaceful place,
I’m calm, no need to race,
Not even get a place,
The forest is like an open door,
Space for people and more.