Walking in the Woods

By Moloaa Daterao

I walk while I think,
I think about a red fox I saw while at a skating rink,
The blueberries sit at the tip of my tongue,
While I remember the birds that had just sung,
A butterfly comes and sits on my nose,
While minnows in a stream tickle my toes,
I smell bittersweet pine needles while I walk,
And just feel the urge to talk,
To talk about the forest wonders,
At the same time rain come down and so does thunder,
Here I wait beneath a tree at night,
Waiting for the first sign of light,
Soon light filters in and I walk away,
Good bye I say,
​And that’s what I remember to this day!