Poem I wrote for American Lit

[S.Courtemanche]

This is a poem that I wrote for American Literature, I called it "Trail for Freedom"

Trail for Freedom
When I hit the trail for Freedom,
Far beyond the haunts of man,
During the solstice of summer,
When I leave the city’s pleasure and come to Mt. Monadnock ,
I doubted if I should ever come back
There I seem content,
Can I leave my cares behind?
I can revile in the Wildness,
I have nothing on my mind,
Held in it a moment where it was, to calm me,
When I hit the trail for Freedom,
Far beyond the hills of autumn,
I leave the town and come to Jaffrey NH,
The woods are lovely, dark and deep
Here I seem relaxed,
I can leave all my worries behind,
My mind is completely blank,
Between the woods and frozen lake
When I hit the trail for Freedom,
Far beyond the hills of winter,
I find myself lost in white,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
I often ask myself why,
And indeed there will be time
Time for me to clear my mind,
To leave my worries behind,
When I hit the trail for Freedom
Way beyond the hills of spring,
I can smell the earth and flowers,
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled
As I dig in the earth that time has told,
Has it begun to sprout? Will it bloom this year?
I can feel the joy, as life starts to grow.