The peaceful forest calls me
To sit within its realm.
No foe nor harm can find me
Nor sorrows overwhelm
The boughs above are verdant
So deep with ancient hues
They offer all their wisdom
To him who would peruse
The noble woods thus call me
To wander through the glade
And find therin protection
And hear its serenade
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
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