I sat in the mountains and listen to the different sounds
And knew that this is the animals playing ground
The valley has been filled with a strange type of home
For they can’t be moved to where the buffalo would roam
You don’t hear the dancing and singing in the night
But just the noise of another street fight
I look up to see the eagle as it would glide through the air
And wished I could be with him instead of sitting in this chair
There is a funny sound in the bushes to my left
To see the fawn running and wanting it to be one of my pets
I start to hear the sound of thunder from the sky
As a boy I was told the rain is from the angels cry
The rain sounds of chimes as it falls through the trees
As the leaves begin to move from the strength of the breeze
The water is starting to run down the side of the mountain
And I think of it as one of natures giant fountain
My heart is sadden for I know this will someday be gone
For my friends won’t have a place to live and this is wrong
So it wouldn’t be that hard but here is a small dare
To take your children to the forest and smell the fresh air
Then sit in your chair and watch your children play
And maybe our forest will be here for another day