olden poem final draft
In the forest the hounds barked all around.
A deer ran across a log, above the creek.
A creek flowed quietly, through the ground.
Animals all around, its food they seek.
In the sky, predators seach for their food.
In the creek, small little fish swam around.
Sun went down, animals in a sad mood.
In the forest, there was barley sound.
A very chilling breeze, swept through a tree.
Animals ran happily, free as a bee.
As free as can be, there in the trees.
All animals should be able to see.
In the beautiful forest, its nice there.
Thres lots of animals, with furry hair.