I Love Trees

Oh dear. I was planning to write a blog to go with my poem but the day turned out more busy than I expected at work and then my tablet died and would not charge, so I offer you just my poem about my love of trees. I hope that it's okay.

I Love Trees

I love trees.

They never preach,

They teach.

By their actions.

You can hug a tree

And it will never

Push you back.

It will give you its strength.

You can smell its blossoms,

Kiss its leaves

Or eat its fruit,

The tree will never say, no.

You can tell everything to a tree.

It will never judge you

Or gossip about you,

Or tell you off.

You can lay under a tree,

It will give you a shade

And sing you a lullaby

Of whispering leaves,

With birds who nest there

Joining in.

I want to be buried

With a seed of a tree,

To grow in a tree,

To become everything

This tree is.

And to grow

In the next seed

Of that tree,

And the next,

And the next,

And to be all

That this tree is

Forever and ever.

I love trees.

Maya.