As I pass under-leaf of the Hallway of Trees,
I see the melodic greens of the leaves turn amber.
Green grass lays like a carpet woven with threads of life beneath the trees.
Ivy hangs from the outstreched limbs,
dangling playfully on the soft grass.
I remember laying in that grass,
with ivy hanging and trees glowing.
I remember like I lived it a thousand times.
[This message has been edited by MoonOnTheOcean (edited 04-09-2000).]