Home is where, the heart is.

Though its fearful,
Though its deep, though its dark;
And though you may loose the path,
You may encounter wolves,
You can't just act.
You have to listen.
You have to think.

Though its dark;
There are always wolves,
There are always spells,
There are always beans,
Or a giant dwells there.
So, into the woods you go again,
you have to go every now and then,
Into the woods, no telling when;
Be ready for  the journey.
Into the woods but not too fast
or what you wish, you lose at last.
Into the woods but mind the past.
Into the woods but mind the future.
Into the woods but not to stray.

The way is dark,
The light is dim,
But now there's you and me.
The chances look small,
The choices look grim.
But everything you learn there,
Will help you when you return there.
I think I see a glimmer.

Into the woods you have to grope,
But that's the way you learn to cope.
Into the woods to find there's hope,
Of getting through the journey.
Into the woods each time you go.
There's more to learn of what you know.
Into the woods,
Into the woods,
Into the woods,
Then out of the woods
And happy ever after....!!!!!