Out in the woods the trees stand tall
where animals both large and small
run and jump beside a waterfall.
They splash and frolic every day
through drip and splatter of the spray.
They spend a lot of time at play.
I think the animals have fun
there in the woods in rain or sun
when they leap high and when they run.
c Copyright, 2013, Freeda Baker Nichols
(This poem is the tercet form)