Book of Poems

The Emerald Forest

Morning dew on the bright green leaves,

Like the taste of honeydew on your tongue

Birds of color flash through trees,

Their songs of morning filled with joy

Sunshine filters through the trees

To light a rushing stream nearby

Clear water slips from the path

And lands on the shore to wet your feet

Hazel eyes look through leaves,

To stare until your see

They wait your gaze and step forward,

Inviting you to the Emerald Forest