RED-WOOD

long living red-wood relations and its falling age.

Bye the family-wood,beyond the upstream
I spent my days with my mother...
talking about the Redwood,and my dreams.

Redwood grows and so did I...
grew my name and left the relations
the redwood still standing off the wood.
Untouched and Unnoticed...


Shall I cut the Wood or the Redwood...
To bring me peace,which I had in the woods.