Hainault Forest Website Get down to Hainault Forest A poem by Sarah White |
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HOME PAGE POEM - It's Wet POEM - Reflections POETRY PAGE POEM 1st January 2007 POEM Thick-thighed beetle POEM Forest Light |
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If you’re feeling grumpy, If you’re feeling mad, If you’re quite exasperated By the problems that you’ve had, If your partner’s dumped you, If the cat’s sick, or you’re sad, Just pop down to Hainault Forest Things are really not that bad. |
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The trees will offer solace, The atmosphere can calm Dark disgruntled rumblings Or feelings of alarm. Filtered sunlight sooths the mind, Even rainfall acts like balm, Strong trunks impart their strength to you They cannot cause you harm. |
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If your bones are creaky Or your memory lets you down, If you long for times When we still had ‘half a crown’, If onions give you heart burn And small print makes you frown, Then get down to Hainault Forest No need to go to town. |
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A gentle walk refreshes As you find your favourite track. Your mind can wander with your feet And memories take you back, To times when muscles flexed, And with your conker you’d attack Your friends ‘ninety-niner’ As you’d give it lots of flack. |
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If you’re fed up being a kid ‘cos no-one listens to what you say. If school has been a nightmare And nothings gone right today. If Mum moaned about your bedroom, You want sweets but Dad won’t pay, Get down to Hainault Forest There’s freedom there to play.
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You can be a great explorer, Do the ‘Wild Trail’, ‘don’t get lost’. Find beetles, bugs and spiders, Birds and badgers are your host. Climb a tree like Robin Hood, Imagine there’s a ghost, Listen to the forest sounds Have a picnic, be engrossed. |
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So cycle, drive, or bus and walk, Then you're sure to jest That you've been to Hainault Forest, The place we love the best.
© Sarah White. |