Seasons In The Forest

As I entered the forest
I could only crawl
I was guided for best
The spring began for all

As summer came I ran
And my guides began to fade
I thought I knew more than they
I thought the forest for me was made

In the autumn my sight began to fade
My bones ache and eyes grow dim
My children have their journey
As mine draws to an end

I grow tired and weary
Soon I shall forever sleep
When winter comes at the valley
Yet I will always be there
So for me do not weep.

Spring will come again
And all will be made new
I shall be in the valley
Joyfully waiting for you!