The lost island

AS I fled from the forest I journeyed far across a river and an abandoned island caught my eye. I could not help wandering what secrets hide in this island that now is mine. Toys were scatted across the sand I saw a foot print as small as my hand. I walked away from the sadness I found only to discover a beautiful land. Covered in green trees large, all my sadness came apart. What a beautiful land that now is mine I am so happy everything is fine all is left is to find my dog hope is in the air let's hope it will not die.