Once I was lost in the forest,
And I couldn’t find a way out.
I hollered for help that didn’t come,
No matter how loud was my shout.
So, I sat down in an open space,
Prayed, and put my back to a tree.
In the shade of that tree, I felt safe,
It was like the tree was hugging me.
I was still there, sleeping like a baby,
And when found, I didn’t want to leave.
For few places on earth can feel as secure
As a tree with leaves rustling in a breeze.
Written for the OctPoWriMo 2019 challenge of 31 poems in 31 days. Day 13 prompt is Hugging a Tree. This really happened. I got lost mushroom huntng with my husband’s family. So, I sat down under a tree and waited for them to find me, rather than get further lose.