Forests

The forest was laying quiet
Like a dormant grizzly bear
And Quiet were the creatures
That made their homesteads there.

They stood like wooden giants,
in their thick, hard maple gown
and as the warm fall brezze
blew throguh the trees
They watched the sun go down.

And as the sun went down
the glowing moon
came rising from the red
he stood up high and waited there
and put them all to bed.