Babe In the Woods


Through the white-tinged haze
Of water over a forest bridge
A girl in a red hood stops and shakes
Her feet leave stone-heavy steps
Yet the other side of the span gleams
A reflection of the sunlight
She thinks must not be far away
And so deceived, she continues on her way


Author: redgladiola

Creative writer happily predisposed to flights of fancy. You can find my poetry and short prose at

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