The Little Woods Poem by Jayne Louise Davies

It was such a wonderful place,
Bluebells filled almost every space,
On the ground where we once walked,
That place where we laughed and we talked,
Of all the things we loved best.

As children we'd spend most of our day,
Playing in our own childish way,
Building dens and picking flowers,
Those summer days when we'd spend our hours.
Loving life to the full in our woods,
Back then in a life so good.

Jayne Louise Davies