The Risk of the Forest

Thousands of pinecones scattered all over ground, 
The smell of them relaxes you. 
A fresh bubbling brook gurgles past me, 
Where am I describing? 

If you guessed the beautiful forests
Then you are right. 
My favourite place. 
Right here. 

It is the next year, 
Loggers have taken over the forest. 
We must stop them. 
Or this beautiful landscape will be gone …..forever.