She did not see the endless stands of trees, 
their hollow eyes in shadows by the tracks, 
through once-enchanted regions where the bees
were sealing clover honey up in wax.
                
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Such delightful imagery and rhyme. Worthy of reading over and over again.

 
                     
                
A well composed poem. Truly splendid...5 stars *****