To Yearn

sitting in the woods beneath the shade

canteen full of lemonade

handful of trail mix

summertime

rustic lean-to fashioned from felled sticks

country life for country hicks

tucked away sublime

undaunted

to return from here would be a crime

where the woodland creatures chime

yet still she’s haunted

cursed to leave

to return

and to yearn

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