Deep in the wilderness
Laid a forest hidden by Earth.
The hills formed its barrier
Trees formed its gate.
The forest's gentle breeze played a ballad
I wish I could have saved.
For when a prodigious storm
Set the wood ablaze.
The trickling drops of rain
Endeavored to quench the flames,
But all that was left of the forest
Was ashes in the rain.
Wrote this my senior year in high school