Way Back In The Forest Poem by norman hale

Way back in the forest
Deep up under the trees
Lives three little elves
Sitting eating on some cheese

They stay much to their selves
Way back in that forest land
They seldom get out very far
To collide with the likes of man

They stay close to home
Always in a cheerful mood
They never worry over money
Or the lack of any food

They just live off the land
Only getting what they can eat
With a stone and sling-shot
They can get their fresh meat

They climb in the trees
Watching for man to invade
For greed of those trees
Will soon take away the shade

There used to be so many
But now there are so few
Too bad they can't fit in
With the likes of me and you

They have tried in the past
Just to be made of, so much
So they drifted back to the forest
And soon they lost touch

They live happy and free
Right there in that forest land
But worry about it every day
When will it be desroyed by man

But until that very day
They'll live all happy and free
Living the kind of life
That is wished by you and me

written 11/1/2013 by Norman Hale Jr.