Icy aqua softly flows down the soft pebbles

gushes over the turf and the sound doubles

Misty, moist and pleasant climate

the green tree froggy calls his mate

I walk around the bushy wood

searching for little mushroom buds

A wisp of hair I tuck behind my ears

As the chilling winds get fierce

Lonely I feel amidst this green

Though it woos me with its sheen

I walk, knowing I am near the brook

Suddenly a tree near me shook

Awestruck, I wondered what it could be

Alas! It was my buddy trying to freighten me

She had followed me all the way

To watch me go astray

Letting that off easy, we join hands

To find our path into blossom lands

Beauty and fantasy, this place is

Mushrooms aplenty, ah! Bliss!

After an happy hour of fun and wonder

We went back home with content splendour