The Forest

The leaves sway up 

The leaves sway down 

Over there, sits the shrub 

Where it stays, the giant hometown 

The dew drip drops 

From the tree tops 

The crunch of the leaves 

They believe it relieves 

Walking in the forest 

Leaves falling down 

The mist splashes there 

Over the leaves that are brown 

The sky falls darker 

The leaves crunch down on the ground 

The dew falls down now 

But the best somehow.