Siren Song

We lace our boots to go outside. The forest sings its siren song and beckons us to come along; we lace our boots to go outside. The forest sings its siren song, a primal tune that resonates and eagerly anticipates; the forest sings its siren song. A primal tune that resonates, drawn by a timeless, ancient score that reaches deep within our core, a primal tune that resonates… Drawn by a timeless, ancient score we lace our boots to go outside; the world is wet and fresh and wide, drawn by a timeless, ancient score. We lace our boots and go outside. The forest sings its siren song and beckons us to come along; we lace our boots and go outside. ————- A Catena Rondo, with a rhyme pattern AbbA, where the second line in the stanza becomes the first line of the next, finally circling back such that the entire first stanza is repeated at the end.