The Forest of My Dreams
The forest of my dreams grows peacefully,
with varied species living side by side;
the tall and short, robust or willowy-
green oaks, red maples- verdant hues abide.
Their roots, random or deep, drink of the earth.
Blue skies and sun, along with rain sustain,
as each contributes to the forest worth-
abiding by the rules of nature's reign.
The forest of my dreams will see no war
born of dark clouds and angry driving wind;
no lightning strikes or fires that rage and soar.
No harm allowed- with only peace, be rimmed.
The forest of my dreams is just a dream-
if only it could be a truth- supreme.
April 16, 2021
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