Trees were so important in this young boys life
It was a place where I could escape from strife
Where else to go to unwind from a day at school
Watching for birds or wading in a rivers pool
There would squirrels watching from the trees
Who were nibbling nuts, see me and away does flee
Or a wise old owl would stare down at me below
Then flap his wings and with his eyes all aglow
He was more confident than squirrel who was scared
Whereas the owl eyes on me just stared and stared
How easy it was to relax amidst all the green
And hearing the ripple of the nearby stream
I'd forgotten the lessons I'd had that day
For was now content in midst of trees was okay
Dusk was coming so I started off for home
There's nothing quite like being in woods to roam
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