Forest Stroll

I take a stroll one fine fall day And stop to look around Forest life is always at play Listening to sweet forest sound So many things for me to see Looking above or on the ground Squirrels that jump from tree to tree Sending leaves flying through the air One leaf comes floating down on me. So serene no sorrow nor care Can plague me when walking here It's beauties in fall so rare Sweet forest in my heart held dear You are medicine for my soul I feel your presence ever near A dear runs fast his eyes like coal He looks so frightened rushing by. To run from me his only goal So many treasures within you lie And here I'm close to Him Looking down or to the sky Even though here lights are dim I feel the peace in every limb. Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 09.05.2014 1st place win