Giving Back
Logging with friends.
Longing to receive a wood gift card.
We cut trees,
We make rafts,
We ride them.
We find we have much to say
And with wood, a house to stay.
We gather round a campfire
Sitting on wood stumps
With our jolly ol' boys, belly bumps.
We share a merry Christmas.
We smell pine tree incense.
We open our presents in the out back.
To nature we give back
The seeds that keep on giving
That spreads with a animal track.
Copyright © Ronald Bunch | Year Posted 2013
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