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The forest children

Music of the forest
Sweet nature song
Trees are swaying in the breeze
rubbing limbs with the each other
Many shades of green
Canopy creating patterns on leafy floor
as sunlight tries to reach the ground
A clear stream runs through
Water, like liquid crystal
jumping over rounded rocks
throwing little diamonds
caught by blades of grass
Ancient stone circles
covered with lichens and moss
solemnly concealing their mystery
If you sit quietly and listen
you can hear faint laughter
It is the laughter of the forest children
an echo from a time gone by
soon not to be remembered
soon forever lost
Author's Note
As I sit here sweltering in the desert, my mind wanders off to the German forests I grew up with. I could use a vacation.
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