Out in the Woods
Out in the woods for a hike,
Better than having a bike.
Taking everything that we might,
Need for a night.
Little creatures scurrying,
Always in life hurrying.
Looking for birds and flowers,
Some say they have magical powers.
Where would we all be,
If we didn't have this outlet that is free?
To be able to camp and commune,
With nature that may be gone all too soon.
Things taken, if not perishable and organic,
Should be disposed of properly so as not to cause a panic.
Nature has always been there for us,
So, why do they want to tear it up in a rush?
My soul would be lost and bereft,
If one day we wake up and nothing is left.
We are all a part of Nature itself,
Know the impact would be truly felt.
Better than having a bike.
Taking everything that we might,
Need for a night.
Little creatures scurrying,
Always in life hurrying.
Looking for birds and flowers,
Some say they have magical powers.
Where would we all be,
If we didn't have this outlet that is free?
To be able to camp and commune,
With nature that may be gone all too soon.
Things taken, if not perishable and organic,
Should be disposed of properly so as not to cause a panic.
Nature has always been there for us,
So, why do they want to tear it up in a rush?
My soul would be lost and bereft,
If one day we wake up and nothing is left.
We are all a part of Nature itself,
Know the impact would be truly felt.
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