Monday, February 8, 2010

Tree Hugger

I am a tree hugger
a tree lover
I hold the hands of the leaves
that hold me high
I soar on the sharp scent
of Pines and Firs
I walk the woodland floor
needles drifting to my hair
Trees whisper
Stay and learn to love and listen
as none but the eternal forest can

No comments:

Post a Comment