I am forest
I am where bueaty grows
Where animals live
Peacefully in blooming bliss
I feed them
I clothe them
I hope to make them happy
But some still leave
I sleep sometimes
In this time
I do not hear the song of the birds
Nor the scurry of mice
I hear the sound of slow doom
I try to stop it
But I can not
For I am asleep
I am wide
I am deep
I am welcoming
And impenetrable
I am the glory of sunshine
I am forest
