The forest for me is a place to comtemplate
Where I walk among the trees and feeling great
The canopy of leaves giving me some shade
Trunks stood so straight like they were in parade
And the fresh air I breathe so adequate

I hug a tree like he is my mate
Telling him my feeling at any rate
And the breeze making us swayed
A place to contemplate

Each texture and bark I can predate
And the bough can’t imagine its weight
The forest is where I walked and played
In times of troubles, a place where I prayed
And one time, a place to meet my blind date
A place to contemplate*

(c) ladyleemanila

* Rondeau


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