Like a child in a toy store
I’m seduced by wood grain
Be it of Pine, Oak or Zebrawood
Darkened with mahogany stain
Natural wood with character
Oh, the stories that could be told
From floorboards and furniture
In a house of centuries old
Crafty hands that carve and shape
Wood sanded smooth to the touch
Loving fingers caressing finished wood
Of chairs, table and hutch
So sad to see
A tree cut down
But from wood to masterpiece
That sadness turns around
Made from wood
All beautiful works of art
From talented hands
And passionate heart
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