Rough Lyrics for a friend

Tree leaves
Hang from branches
wind moves them
like being tickled
I'm walking slowly
Through a forest
Thinking of those
 I hold dearest
The birds are
Singing
The fish are
Swimming
And deer are
Running
From hunters
Shooting
While I'm just
Trying
To take
Everything
Around me in
Listening
To shots ring
Out in the distance
Now I'm looking
At the veins in my wrist
And the 18 mile creek just
Flows
Like it always does
Until the winter comes
And the waters freeze
And I stand still
In a bone chilling breeze
It easy to loose track of days
And easier still to do the same to
My loved ones