| When I was just a child I was cautioned not to go Where the river's start of flow Passed onto fields below
So in being a good child Never wished to take a glance Not for knowledge to enhance Into forest ever chance
But as I grew into a boy Words that frightened now annoy Who's to tell me what to fear I'll just go a little there
Within a blink and I was gone For the stories were not wrong Forever lost the life I knew For being grabbed on venture thru
But I escaped and ran from there This youthful lad did rightly scare Now hoping hard to find that stream That did evoke this nightmare dream
So if your asked to forest go Or river's source you want to know Just take a long hard look around Green vines forever you might be bound
| |