I Was a Boy, Once, Lost In a Wood

I was a boy, once, lost in a wood, Where I stood, alone and scared. Sunk within the damp earth moss, I wondered across the wood shadows. The loom branches arched above, Claws of a turtle dove, caught my every breath. Smells of burning bracken hung the air, They didn't care, the birds of the undergrowth, That a boy had become lost, Frozen soft, the stillness of the air I remember. Until the warm arm embraced, Softly placed, a body I knew so well. The darkness had now gone, The sun shone, upon my golden hair. I looked back and smiled, At that scared child, crying alone. I was a boy, once, lost in a wood.