a girl who resides near the city
where the wilderness hardly exists
day by day, it disappears more and more
making it difficult to know what it is
and that explains why i am here
This was the five-lined poem that I wrote on the first day of class this semester. Some people may have kept them. Some people may have thrown them away. I, for one, kept mine. I did so in order to be reminded of why it is that I took this course. Home for me is and always has been Northern Virginia, right outside of Washington, DC. Those who live there, you understand how quickly trees go down and houses go up. All of this happened right before my eyes as I grew older. As I have mentioned in a previous post, I practically lived outdoors when I was younger. To see the wilderness taken away more and more as the years passed, it made it hard to believe that nature even existed anymore.
This class became more of a comfort/security zone to my wonders and made me believe that it is still possible to escape to someplace that has been preserved for anyone who needs to get away from the ever-changing world we know.
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