An Ode to the Forest

Hello old friend, its been a while -

a while since I’ve seen your sweet, sincere smile.

A while since I've heard your

tranquil, tentative talk,

a while since I've felt your

warmth while I walk.

And yet, old friend, it seems no time has past,

no time has past since I saw you last.

Your ochre forest floor ablaze like fire,

the trunks of your trees, grow ever higher.

A sensual smell of honey and musk,

a calming constant from dawn to dusk.

A natural protector for all the world,

your branches hold swings for every boy and girl.

You give us life, breathe into everyone's souls,

a gift I will cherish until I grow old.

One final word to you my dear friend,

although my ode to you will never truly end.

Grand forest, your bright crimson flowers abloom,

I will visit you. I will protect you. I will come back soon.