Tiny Chambers
I wondered off the beaten pathto explore the mossy forest floor
the thick soft leaves hid many things
but not what I had expected.
I lost my sandal there between two rocks
up to my knee I sank.
I felt dried leaves and rough tree roots
embed between my toes.
I looked down the hole once I was out
and was thoroughly amazed.
Little chambers lined up there
all warm and musty smelling.
Some creature had packed the fallen leaves
between the dense small roots
I used several sticks to find my shoe
But it was to no avail.
The more I prodded the further it went
years and years of dropping leaves
made walls and beds for some small head
to sleep away the harsh weather.
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