The Dogwood Trees Poem by Angela L. Burke

Here I sit, on my knees
Underneath the Dogwood trees.

I think of how much I miss you.
What now am I suppose to do?

We pledged our love, you and me
Underneath the Dogwood trees.

Now, here you lie in silent rest,
My heart is breaking from this test.

Your face I can no longer see,
Buried neath the Dogwood trees.

Their tender blossoms, white and pure
Are a comfort to the pain endured.

Yet, my soul longs with you to be,
At rest beneath the Dogwood Trees.

For all the things we'll never do,
My heart sheds it's tears for you.

The lonely nights, I'll spend alone,
Now that your not coming home.

I hope your soul will wait for me,
Underneath the Dogwood trees.

For someday love, I will return.
My name they'll add to this cold stone.

Then you and I forever will be,
As rest beneath the Dogwood trees.