Winter Path (Triolet)
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David Wood
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I walked along a winding path through an ancient wood
Where a carpet of autumn leaves I trod crumpled underfoot
That squirrels who gathered winter nuts fully understood
I walked along a winding path through an ancient wood
Squirrels gather all their food and in secret were hidden good
With sparrows and nightingale’s watching wondering what’s afoot
I walked along a winding path through an ancient wood
Where a carpet of autumn leaves I trod crumpled underfoot
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