Fantasy Forest

Tall, tall evergreens,

that block all the wind and the breeze,

Small bushes with flowers and berries,

In the midst, some tiny cherries,

Birds chirping songs,

Running deer with prongs,

Rushing rivers and streams,

a large hot spring which steams.

Vultures laying down to rest,

leaving the hunting to the best.

But all this beauty is being cut down,

Leaving Mother Earth with a frown.