A Mighty Forest Our We
Once our People,
And our Ways,
Were like a Mighty Forest.
For many of,
Thousands of years,
This Mighty Forest Stood Strong,
Then a Great Fire Came.
This Great Fire,
Destroyed most,
Of the Mighty Forest,
The Land was covered with ash.
For a lone time noting grew,
The few remaining Trees,
A lone and struggling to survive,
Until one day it began to Rain.
The Waters from the Rain,
Found Seeds,
Deep in the Earth,
That the Fire did not destroy.
The Seeds Swelling with the Water,
Began to Root,
In the Rich Ash mixed Soil,
With the Promise of Future Growth.
The Old Trees,
Who still held on,
Soon were standing,
Over a newly developing Forest.
Caring,
Watching,
Protecting,
Over our Future.
By: Robert James Etter Sept. 18, 2008