Forestry

I walk

I wander

I wonder

Why?

The trees smell like home

My home smells like fire.

Here I stay

I live and I pray.

For the day that I get what I desire.

I desire to sit, relax in these trees

And study

Study all that’s around me.

Forever I stay

I live and I pray

To become part of the woods

For the rest of my days.  

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