Forty short years ago I moved to Iowa
Flatland met me with corn grown tall
Storms of summer cold of winter
Harvest time takes over fall

One thing I missed from dear old Mass
Was the woodlands deep and wide
In fall the colors were so bright
That’s when homesick still abides

I came out here to seek the Lord
Best decision I ever made
I could not see the forest for the trees
When it came to life back then

Now life is so much clearer
My purpose is renewed
If you need something more from life
Just look to Christ our Lord

In response to the daily prompt Forest