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FOREST DREAM Lay with me this night sweet spirit of nature. Soft mosses will be our bed and green ferns our blanket against night's chill. We will sleep safely in a woody embrace snug between the buttresses of ancient oak sentinels. The green canopy above will shelter us from the elements. We will choose the full moon as a night light guiding our way to dreams. Rest well little spirit of this forest primeval. We are among friends now. With the coming of the Sun we will declare our eternal love among these trees for God and animals to see. Our ancestors will be our witnesses and the babbling brook will sing our wedding song forever. Never again will I return to the pains of civilization. |
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