In the shade of the green wood <br />The holly does grow, <br />While in soft rays of sunlight <br />The wild roses glow, <br />And I smell their sweet perfume <br />That gently floats by, <br />Past trees strong and mighty <br />That reach to the sky, <br />The pathway of gold autumn <br />Leaves still remain, <br />As I walk through the green wood again. <br /> <br />In the shade of the green wood <br />This bright sunny morn, <br />That's so cool in the shadows <br />A new day is born, <br />All the birds in the treetops <br />Are singing for me, <br />Sweet songs of the summer <br />Which fill me with glee, <br />And know from its beauty <br />I never shall part, <br />For the green wood does live in my heart. <br /> <br />In the shade of the green wood <br />A soft gentle breeze, <br />Now caresses the branches <br />And whispers through trees, <br />A sound reassuring <br />Shall carry me to, <br />All the scenes that exist <br />In each marvellous view, <br />It's here that my spirit <br />Shall always now stay, <br />And the green wood is guiding my way.<br /><br />ANDREW BLAKEMORE<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-the-shade-of-the-green-wood/
