You are a miracle oh Forest
Left alone to die and grow
For many years in the neighborhood
They call "Little Appalachia"
Towering Tulip Poplars
Old Oaks standing over
Sinkholes and patches of Paw Paw
Mature enough to fruit
Huge vines climbing over everything
Some half dead half alive
Beech trees carved with the initials
Of young kids wild and in love
A home to Pileated Woodpecker
A place to walk the dog
A family of deer passing through
Children learn to build a shelter
Learn the names of trees
Mushrooms and wildflowers
While playing at "Wonderspot"
Families grill out on the edge
Celebrating birthdays and they are
Aware of you and your mystery
Even if they never enter
You are an unlikely gift oh Forest
In these foul times of waste and
Nature hating - you and your 30 acres
Are the heart of our community.
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