"Sunshine Woods" by Ajax, 17 | St. Croix National Scenic Riverway

In the afternoon sun on the water’s edge
sits the Sunshine Woods.

The trees stand tall like majestic royalty of the old times.
Their ancient beauty is heard in the wind and cracking of the fallen brothers.

When I look to the sun by the white birches glory
I think about my past and the days of despair and happiness.

I think of us running through the woods like deer.
Wild and free.

And I think of a hungry wolf, desperate and lonely.
I think of us acting like a pack
but deep inside we were breaking at the seams.

Some days I would stand alone.
Other times I would stand with my family by my side.

Now, I don’t know what my future will hold.
The past is the past and I know the present is a gift.

That’s why I ask you to meet me
at the Sunshine Woods.