I hear it calling I know that voice I’ve heard it before The voice of the forest It remembers me From days gone by Days of my youth Wild and free When I talked to the trees And they listened to me Those days in the forest Are always with me When the trees would […]
via The Voice Of The Forest ~ A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet — Walt’s Writings
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Penny Wilson is a freelance writer who writes in several genres. She has written articles for WOW Women on Writing. Her poetry has been published in online journals, such as Ariel Chart, Spill Words Press and the Poppy Road Review. Penny is a member of the Austin Poetry Society. Her poetry has been featured in the publication America's Emerging Poets 2018 & 2019 by Z Publishing, Poets Quarterly and Dual Coast Magazine published by Prolific Press. You can find more of her writings on her blog at https://pennywilsonwrites.com/ and follow her on Twitter @pennywilson123.
Thank you so much Penny! Hugs andLove dear friend! 😊💛
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You are so welcome, Walt. Hugs!! ❤
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