Not Everyone (the Forest Poem)

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Not everyone sees what lies in the forest
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Not everyone sees what lies in the forest,
Or hears a song in the rustle of the leaves,
When you mention the they are missing the hymms,
All they think of is "Bringing in the Sheaves"

But the woods are a symphony,
if you give it a chance,
not at all a cacophony,
but rather natures own dance.

From an Elk's bugle, to a Cougar's roar,
Birds sing, the creek flows,
bubbling over muted mossy rock,
always I want more.

Quick, listen close, did you hear?
squirrels chattering warning we are near.
The deer eating until dark,
Nature in the raw, who need a park.

And the beauty abounds,
exploding colors everwhere,
the bark of trees, shadows, too
shades of stone, the grasses over there.

Not not every one would see,
Or could have heard the music, it's true.
As what I saw and heard on that day,
On a trip to the woods with you.

You made me sense differently,
things I thought I knew,
Pointing out with subtlety
I was reaquainted with nature anew.

But what stands out in my memory,
To forget it I would be remiss,
Is that day in the forest,
We had our first kiss.

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