The Rainforest Poem by White Tiger

Cascades of clear water
Falling from a rock
Creating a white mist
By an abandoned dock
The lake runs
Into a river bed
Rushing past the forest
And a lonely shed
A-top the trees
Lays a canopy
Preventing the sun
From entering majestically
There's a constant flow
Of endless water
Norturing trees
To get strong and taller
The flowers found here, are very unique
Their future elsewhere, would be very oblique
Animals thrive, in this wonderland
Living free, on our motherland
And deep within, this forest melsh
May lie the truth of our innerself.


C.Vergara
12.28.2008