Once upon a summer in the hills by the river
Was a deep green forest where the wild things grow.
There were paths as ...?....?
There were ...?...?...?
And a thousand little spaces where the sky looked through
Deep inside the forest where the moss was soft as velvet
And the ..?..?..? dusky risky as could be
Where the days were full of shadows
And the nights were full of darkness
Was a deep old hollow tree
Does anyone recognise this poem?