The Goblin

In the forest, so green,
You would have seen.
The little Goblin,
dance & sing.

Free from human desires,
Free from human fires.

So soft the sun shines over him,
even if he may be grim.
Creatures of the forest come out,
To se this Goblin Sing & shout.
Birds fly to be by him,
even if he may be grim.
Flowers come up and see,
Through his song, they want to be.

In the Forrest, so green,
You should have seen,
The kind little Goblin,
Sing.