Pine Fortress

I own a Pine Fortress, 
Did you know that?
Always picking pines excitedly,
Under the Fortresse's shadowy.

Hope this forest I behold,
Holds my feelings in place;
Love and peace flowing through me,
Only in my veins...

I own a Pine Fortress,
Did she know that?
Always walking her through,
Hope she hugs me tight.

Hope this forest I behold,
Holds my feelings in place;
All of it that I feel for her,
Reaches her miles far away...

I own a Pine Fortress, 
Did my sister know about?
Picking fights with me,
Every often for that.

Hope this forest I behold,
Holds my feelings in place;
I don't want to quarrel with her,
As she is the dearest to me...

I own a Pine Fortress,
Did my Father know?
Every time he visits here,
Blowing his leaf blower;
Keeping my Fortress tidy.

Hope this forest I behold,
Holds my feelings in place;
My father loves this place so much,
He drinks beer under the shades;
My forest creates for thee...

I own the Pine Fortress,
But my mother owns my creativity.
She is the reason I can write so well,
Imaging the forest in my mind,
For Thee....