With branches reaching out as if for a embrace <br />The tree may bow to nature with grace. <br />He stands alone when the wind blows strong. <br />The leaves may fall, but the tree stands tall. <br />There are some things that the eyes can't see. <br />Like the heart of a tree. <br />In winter's cold chill, You can see the tree stand still. <br />Leaves are gone but the tree stands strong. <br />Until winter turns into spring and the birds begin to sing. <br />The leaves may fall, but the tree stands tall. <br />There are some things that the eyes can't see. <br />Like the heart of a tree. <br />Through storms and the wind. Bowing with a graceful bend, <br />Until the sun shines again, still standing at the end, <br />The tree is like a true friend. <br />The leaves may fall, but the tree stands tall. <br />There are some things that the eye can't see, <br />Like the heart of a tree. <br />The old Tree's secrets <br />How many lovers sat together under the old tree? <br />If only the tree could speak. <br />The stories would be of weary travelers <br />finding a place of peace, and dreams in their sleep. <br />Stolen moments of lovers, perhaps a sweet caress. <br />A young man with a ring, a young girl said yes. <br />Tree I only imagine, I enjoy the guess. <br />Gentle breezes that lifted the leaves <br />to let them gently fall to earth. <br />Misting rain to meet the tree's thirst, <br />Perhaps two trees inter-twined are <br />Two lovers that were curst.<br /><br />Judy Arline Puckett<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-heart-of-a-tree/
