Copyright Brian D Roberts, Pen Name Is; Lark Douglas
What Truth To Sky's Which Lay Demised; A Canopy Of Trees So Blinds The Eyes!
So Filtered Sunlight Rakes The Rise; Of A Forest Fine Behind Disguise!
To Follow Your Wanderings To, and Fro; Allow Yourself This Time To Grow!
Smell Sweet Scents As the Ever Grow; Evergreens Great In Beauties Row!
The Plants, The Earth, The Animal Kind; For To Our Natures We're Inclined!
So Search Your Soul In A Forest Of Pine; Lose Yourself Within Your Own Mind!
Such Is The Green Which Fails To Line; Another Sunset Within This Forest So Fine!