The trees are golden and brown
The sea is salty and green
It might be the most beautiful thing I've ever seen
Of my vibrant surroundings I am keen
So I wander through the forest
Through the blackest of shade
To a spot in the glen where only we, the restless, have laid
And if we were lucky the most free of us stayed
We made a home in the valley of free
We sang songs you and me
Still the sun shone the glade
And the wind whipped the water
Well the tidal waves never swept the glen
And the earth never shook the glade
So in the forest valley of free we forever stayed
YOU ARE READING
My Heart To Yours
Poetry~My heart burns on heavy with nothing and no one to call my own~ I had fun with these. That you probably knew, but also I hope you will too! With Love, David Yager
