04-27-2012, 02:50 PM
Past the old house I wander carefully
Through the woods and toward my destination
This path I take is like a memory
Etched in my mind for all eternity
The song birds sing to keep me company
Their melodies carried by winter wind
The snow around me dances in the sun light
Glittering like diamonds in its warm rays
I walk along side the ice covered stream
Frozen in time until the season spring
My journey continues in the deep woods
Hours tick away as I roam inside
Ever so closer my objective comes
My excitement grows stronger down within
An aroma of great strength filled my nose
Its fragrance so sweet I am held captive
A scent that is most unforgettable
I have held it dear since our first meeting
My eyes soon lock onto the view in front
The purpose of my trip is now revealed
An old pine tree now towers over me
It size and strength covers the whole clearing
I stand before it in shock and in awe
I am mesmerized by its grand presents
This tree I have seen many times before
Yet, I always forget its great beauty
Its snow laden branches stretch out for miles
Seeming to have no end or beginning
This tree is a secret only I shall know
For I could not bare to see destruction
Destruction of its beauty and its wonder
Would only bring tragedy upon my heart
Always must this covert remain silent
Not a soul can ever know of its grandeur
Through the woods and toward my destination
This path I take is like a memory
Etched in my mind for all eternity
The song birds sing to keep me company
Their melodies carried by winter wind
The snow around me dances in the sun light
Glittering like diamonds in its warm rays
I walk along side the ice covered stream
Frozen in time until the season spring
My journey continues in the deep woods
Hours tick away as I roam inside
Ever so closer my objective comes
My excitement grows stronger down within
An aroma of great strength filled my nose
Its fragrance so sweet I am held captive
A scent that is most unforgettable
I have held it dear since our first meeting
My eyes soon lock onto the view in front
The purpose of my trip is now revealed
An old pine tree now towers over me
It size and strength covers the whole clearing
I stand before it in shock and in awe
I am mesmerized by its grand presents
This tree I have seen many times before
Yet, I always forget its great beauty
Its snow laden branches stretch out for miles
Seeming to have no end or beginning
This tree is a secret only I shall know
For I could not bare to see destruction
Destruction of its beauty and its wonder
Would only bring tragedy upon my heart
Always must this covert remain silent
Not a soul can ever know of its grandeur