Treasure Island

Ray Lucero


RAINFOREST


(Sonnet To Tree Lovers)

How beautiful this place, we named “Cedar Haven”
Nestled in the foothills, on west slope of Mt Hood
A place inhabited by bear, deer, coyote and raven
A place where stands of old growth fir once stood

Should rain, wind or flood, dare come our way
Towering cedar trees surround, protect this land
Silent giants shade below, as happy children play
Come and gone, a hundred generations spanned

Rainforest undisturbed, forever does renew
Contributing to Earth’s health and balance
Reaching for the Sun, through skies of blue
Filters air we breathe, then oxygen enhanced

Protect forest land; take not trees for granted
Rewards abound for every seedling planted

ROTMS

Submitted: Monday, September 01, 2008
Edited: Monday, February 02, 2009

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