When I sit by my window and look outside
I see the forest which is so wide
With lots of trees and their shady side
Where the birds and animals play and try to have fun
Even when being chased by the hunter with his gun
Where the rivers and lakes flow with pace,
Smashing the stones which they face
Where the rabbits and squirrels play in holes,
Chasing the rats and moles.
It is the forest which is so vast
and I pray it remains as long as the world lasts.
Tree cutters and hunters should be left aside
so the forest can remain vast and wide.
Winner of This Month’s Teenage Writing Competition
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