A walk in the forest

Forest

As night falls and cries desend,
So she makes her lonely way,
Walking without friend.

Tripping o'er remains,
Of long forgotten trees,
Once tall and punching up,
Through darkend skies.

As she goes,
Within her mind,
Reason's for this,
She attempts to find.

Once a joke,
Now seems real,
As unseen eyes,
about her body feel.

To this,
Why had she come,
To quench her fear,
A tune familiar hum.

Darkness inviting,
Sits waiting in the wings,
To trap unmindfull folk,
As its own confusion it brings.

She gulps
In air,
As the path beneath her
Streaches,far away from there.

Terror grips,
Its claws about her heart,
Footsteps,not her own,
Give her quite a start.

Heart pounding,
Thoughts in confusion,
As she turned to face him,
Hoping it might be all just illusion.

Straining to see,
His hands reached to claim their prize,
laughing,
As terror met to fill her eyes.

Then in an instant,
He arrived,
Come stand behind me,
She smiled in surprise.

With one well aimed hand,
He caught the foe,
sending him in to inky blackness,
Where all terror does go.

Turning,
He smiled,offering his hand,
Lets walk,
Two better then one, a nicer plan.

As they walked,
a closeness they found,
As out of this forest,
to friendship I'll be bound.