In the woods
there is a tiny house, a yurt and some tents.
Last night when we were walking
we smelled a pine-wood fire.
There they were-
we could barely make them out
between the trees,
sitting by the fire eating
outside the tiny house.
We almost walked over there to say hello,
but we were too shy,
and besides, our dinner was cooking.
We call them the village people.
They are young and smart
and they have many skills.