Kilen Woods

The river flows

The fields are wide

The tress stand tall

And strong with pride

The grass grows green

The flowers wild

The wind that blows

Is not so mild

The critters crawl

All night and day

The birds and deer

Come out to play

The seasons change

The leaves fall down

The people all

Go back to town

With colors bright

Brown, red, and gold

The weather now

Starts to get cold

The snow comes down

The drifts grow tall

The wind that blows

Whistles it call

The air grows warm

The buds get green

New babies born

Legs long and lean

Nature's magic

So sweet and clear

Shall always be

Untouched right here