The woods, oh how they call to me
With their whispered secrets and rustling leaves
A place of peace and tranquility
Where nature\'s beauty never leaves
The trees stand tall and proud
Their branches reaching up to the sky
Their leaves shimmering in the sun
As the wind gently passes by
The birds sing sweet melodies
Their voices carrying through the air
Their wings fluttering in the breeze
As they dance without a care
The rustling of the leaves beneath my feet
As I wander through the peaceful wood
The scent of pine and earth so sweet
Filling me with a sense of good
The woods, a place of wonder
A sanctuary for the soul
A place to breathe and ponder
And let nature take control
So let us embrace the woods
And all their beauty and grace
For in this magical place we find
A sense of peace and a smiling face.