The Woods
The darkness engulfs the sun
In the woods there is a howling
A howling for the moon
In the woods there is ruffling of leafs
Animals prowling around in slow motion for their prey
In the woods there is a small cabin
Made just for one
A man lives alone
In the woods he stands
Picking up rocks and giving them a toss
Hitting a tree in the distance
From the woods a rock is thrown
Hitting the man square in the face
A hefty laughter is heard
In the woods a man and a woman stand
She has searched several years for him
He has searched years for her
In the woods they become one
They live their lives in the cabin
In the woods childrens feet pitter patter
Mud splashing out from the ground as they run
Screams and laughter fills the air
The man and woman laugh and play with their children
Eventually the leaves change and the winter comes and goes
Another season comes and goes .. and maybe years
In the woods stands a man and a woman
Standing in front of the cabin
Just to the left is a tree
A grave stone underneath its branches
Under the tree the man and woman lay their flowers
Paying their respects
In the woods a man and woman grew old
They were returned to the place they call home
It is there the tree they were buried under will grow
Into new life.. into new hope.
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