Through The Forest

sun shining brightly
gazing all around
trees bestow a shawdow
clutching to the ground

clouds are here and there
with the sky so blue
listen to the birds
thy're singing to you

pick a yellow flower
it smells very sweet
as petals fall to the ground
landing at your feet

butterfly comes towards you
landing on your hand
its little feet tickle
like small grains of sand

the air taste so fresh
as worries you have none
but now you are afraid
to say your walk is done