SHE LIVED IN THE WOODS
Hidden from sunlight, beneath the tall aging trees,
Deep in the woods, alone lived she.
A different kind of world, quiet except for the creatures that be,
A woman so aged, seems that she’d been here for eternity.
So far below that which grows, the falling rain can barely touch,
In a rickety old cabin, she had not much.
Only sounds of the woods kept her company,
In a dark, lost, existence, she lived to be so old, not of loneliness.
Many things did she to occupy her moments of a life meant to be,
Never a face shown to her, only memories of childhood dreams.
She lived in the woods, somewhere you see,
An old, old, woman gone and not missed, but who was she.?