Out in the forest, deep still water’s sleep
As through the bushes soft flowers peep
A reflection shines of bushes nearby
On top of the water like a quiet Angels sigh
Light brown Acer’s stand proud and tall
Forming a guard of honor over the small waterfall
As the water trickles making small ripples of light
As the Sun shines on the water, a reflection so bright
High trees are standing overlooking the scene
Remembering how many people, nearby have been
Fish swimming endlessly, no cares at all
Only disturbed by the leaves that may fall
Still waters run deep. Or so they say
As the Sun goes to rest at the end of the day
Soon darkness falls, all in the woods falls asleep
And the night animals come out and silently creep
All round the area, hope they do not fall in
Because at night that would be such a mortal sin
So on wards and upwards, this situation exists
For tomorrow is a another day, in this woodland, Pond tryst
Apr 24
Apr 24, 2026 at 2:41 AM UTC
Out in the forest, deep still water’s sleep
As through the bushes soft flowers peep
A reflection shines of bushes nearby
On top of the water like a quiet Angels sigh
Light brown Acer’s stand proud and tall
Forming a guard of honor over the small waterfall
As the water trickles making small ripples of light
As the Sun shines on the water, a reflection so bright
High trees are standing overlooking the scene
Remembering how many people, nearby have been
Fish swimming endlessly, no cares at all
Only disturbed by the leaves that may fall
Still waters run deep. Or so they say
As the Sun goes to rest at the end of the day
Soon darkness falls, all in the woods falls asleep
And the night animals come out and silently creep
All round the area, hope they do not fall in
Because at night that would be such a mortal sin
So on wards and upwards, this situation exists
For tomorrow is a another day, in this woodland, Pond tryst
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