This isn't all of them, I didn't include the bugs, spiders and furry guys, or any snakes, turtles, lizards or gators, or fish. I'll cover them later. It's never lonely out here, the hammock vibrates with life, just sit and watch.
Early in the morning, when the otters swim the creek. and the sun is in the cypress, There's no more a soul may seek. Climbing higher, ever higher, Til the forest seems to flame. For a single fleeting instant The world is not the same