The Beautiful Woods - Narrative Poetry

 My first try at writing a narrative poetry


The Beautiful Woods

We were playing hide and seek,
My friends and I;
I took a little peek
And saw a butterfly.

It flitted here and there,
Chasing it went we,
Entering the woods without a care
We ran in merry glee.

Soon we came upon some monkeys
Chattering and swinging.
We collected berries in our hankies
And relished them that evening.

It was such a bliss
Looking at the trees we stood
We made a solemn promise
To visit more often these woods.


Thank you


Asmi Joshi

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