After you leave, i will become a tree
alone on a hillside, loving wind and sun,
waiting for you to return home to me
though centuries of lonely stars may run.
I will grow tall and give lots of shade,
sheltering birds and other bright eyed things.
please with all the progess that I have made,
I will spread my leafy branches out like wings.
Disclaimer:
Is is not my content. I'm just sharing poetry (Copyright by Nicholas Gordon) that are interesting to me. Your thoughts are most welcome!
but oh every moment of every day
I'll miss you with the passion of the wind,
Gazing endlessly upon the way
the without you must empty empty wind.