Forests are singing loud and clear
The times when I was near
The harmonious rhyme of merrier times
Sound fair upon my ear
Sweet are the laughter of the birds
And sweet their simple art
The tune of calm winds whooshing
Stirs memory in my heart
Foot steps splat on muddy ground
The door creaks it resounds
A hug, a kiss, a simple poem
I look at you and I am home
