Poems From The Mind-COMPLETED

Tree

Dear Tree,

Water your roots
So that you shall live

You need some sunlight
So you can eat

Be humble
Sir tree

Don't shade the little trees
They need to grow

Provide a cool shade
On hot days

Give me somewhere
To rest

Comfort me
Oh, giving tree

Give me love
Give me hope

Provide the air
So I can breath

And in the fall
Give me leaves

I'll pile them high
For Autumn fun

In the winter
You'll be dead

And I'll be waiting
For spring again

Then you'll bloom
With leaves and buds

In the summer
As your fruit become ripe

I'll sit in your shade
Eating your delicious fruits

And falling asleep
In your branches

Forever be
My giving tree

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