In the heart of the forest, where shadows dance and play,
The gentle giants wander, in the light of the day.
With fur as soft as whispers, and strength that knows no end,
They roam the ancient woodlands, as both guardian and friend.

Beneath the towering pines, where sunlight filters through,
The bears find their solace, in the morning dew.
They tread with silent footsteps, on paths both old and new,
Embracing nature’s wonders, in every shade and hue.

With eyes that hold the wisdom of countless passing years,
They watch the changing seasons, and shed their silent tears.
For they are the keepers of stories, untold and unseen,
In the wild, untouched landscapes, where humanity has been.

So let us honor these creatures, with respect and with care,
For the gentle giants of the forest, deserve our love to share.
In their presence, we find peace, in their strength, we find grace,
In the embrace of the wild, we find our rightful place.