In the depths of the forest

Where no humans go

Lives a glorious tree

With much love to show

Red berry garland

A tree skirt of moss

Mushroom ornaments

A birch star, crisscrossed

Dried grass tinsel

Wildflower potpourri

Illuminated by moonlight

Ethereal, carefree

But it’s not for humans

To see or enjoy

It’s hidden from parents

Little girls, little boys

It’s purely for the forest

A safe haven for those who roam

A warm shelter for those who wander

A destination to call home