Seeing the woods for the trees
By Mike Ward
Lets keep our forests fresh and green
Where with the birds we are free to roam
Where deer and squirrel make their home
Where children play and climb the trees
Where we exercise pets in pine scented breeze
Where under sun dappled canopy
We roam and ramble at our ease
Where solitude and peace are nature’s pleasure
We will fight and keep the nation’s treasure
We will bar the way to ideological measure
We will never accept defeat
We will fight in the forest
We will fight in the street
