Forest

The forest remembers many things.
Like that night we sat under the moon.
The forest remembers how we laughed,
and how you made me swoon.
It remembers all the kisses,
and the tears I shed that night.
It remembers all the blood and sweat,
it remembers that big fight.
The forest never forgets,
our memories are forever there.
So if you ever get lonely, love,
you can find me in the forest care.

By Hannah Elizabeth