Tree Poem by Shweta Patke

TREE

There it was standing wide and strong
Burning in the sun still providing shadow and warmth
Her arms were wide open just like her heart
Longing to embrace the wind, knowing that in a while it would be lost
Day in day out she lost her leaves
But her roots were full of trust holding the soul and defeating the wind
She looked like a green angel
Where green symbolized her eternity
So radiant in the dark
That darkness lost its sanctity
Waiting for the day to begin
And hoping that the sweet wind will blow it again.