With each step something
new is waiting to be seen
Onward we march through the trees
Sometimes we walk loud laughing
And telling stories about each other
Other adventures are peacefull
Steping carefully So the deers
Don't go running away
Even as we start on the way back
It's like leaving a world behind
Going back to the same old places
With the same conversations
Nothing changes
But out in the woods it's different every time
The leaves have a rainbow of colors that fade in and out the snow changes texture
The sun dances a new rountie with the clouds.
Its all free and thrives off the others
Like we bounce energy back and forth.
With each step something
new is waiting to be seen
Onward we march through the trees
