Poem: Five Acre Woods

5 Acre Woods
Photo by Jerry Pickard

Five Acre Woods

Five Acre Woods a magical spot

A remnant of our Past

I hope and pray with all my heart

That we can make it last

Seattle it is changing

Lake Forest Park is too

But Magic still abounds in here

Let's see what we can do

The wildlife does reside in here

We wait with baited breath 

Will this last vestige of our Past

Now face a certain death

In Nature we find refuge

From all that Life may bring

For it is true- right in our heart

We're part of Everything

So let's all link our hearts and minds

To see what we can do

The dearest Gift-what Nature brings

That's true for me and you

There is a Presence you will feel

Not in the daily rush

But in the beauty of the space

The lilting of a thrush

Jean Monce Bryant

Lake Forest Park