that's a bit confusing...because of the title, it makes me think the forest-child, is one of the seasons, or something, and the season is ending, and the speaker's trying to comfort the child saying that s/he won't ...age? -because the season comes again next year? But that doesn't explain why nothing dies in the mild forest...

From the title I had expected something darker but that was surprisingly gentle. And I really like it.
Good work.

this is amazing, u could of made it in too a double haiku me thinks!

just briiliant describtion, lost 4 words!

caz

A mystical sort of poem. I liked it, keep writing :)
*cosmo-queen*

Death is hard, you described it perfectly in this poem. I was a bit confused at first, but once you read it again, it all makes sense. Totally beautiful! Keep writing!

this was very interesting and i agree that it turned out well. i like how you say "cry not, my dear forest-child" that just seems...cool. i dunno. anyway, this was good if short, which isnt a bad thing.

~color outside the lines~