Once more to the woods
For old times sake
Once more to send you greetings
From as far away as I can go
In dappled sunlight
With gates removed
And fences erected
I stop at the top
This year a different path
Yet still the fear of heights
Stops me veering off
For what I think would be a better view
I did take a photograph
Of the window and its shadow
Much as that snapshot
Of the leaves I framed
I think it is a new lamp
Which looks to be ideal
For reading and writing
I will confirm this tomorrow
