| November, 2019 |
The Way Home
I still remember clearly
All happy and fresh
The forest she was kind
Now that I was blessed
I knew what I was here for
I knew what I had to do
Going downhill is always fun
This is where the story connects back
This is where it all began
One steps leading to the next
I still remember clearly
It was all so fresh
It was a cold November evening
It was almost dark but I knew the way
The spirits of the forest they were friendly
The visions they opened up
I knew what was next
I knew what I was here for
I suddenly felt at ease
The forest she was with me
Maybe I was waiting for her to calm a bit
Maybe the other way round most likely
One steps leading to the next
I still remember clearly
It was all so fresh
Going downhill is always fun
Especially when you're on your way home!
November, 2019
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