There is a forest near to me Be it a wooded way within my heart Which I often wish that you could see And stand beside me here beneath These ancient trees That way no photo I would need To share its likeness in such a way As to create certain a memory And even then if youβre not within Such a settling scene I would make it still Because you simply have to see The way these ancient roots run deep And dig into the empty earth The way that there is a sea of green Perched just above the best of me Like a consortium of ill doomed leaves Which will fall without fail after every summer And perhaps this year They will land upon us both for once As we stand beside here amongst the leaves Just you and me Beneath the trees
Why? Just because it is.
Thankfully. (:
That and also because, most selfishly... I much prefer this version of me.