A tiny elf lives in Grandma's olive tree <br /> He sits and stares and winks at me <br /> Where he goes nobody knows <br /> But he loves that old tree. <br /> Those old gnarls and knots <br /> Hold so many tales <br /> Trees loads with their spots <br /> And cozy up with snails. <br /> They play and play and play <br /> The live long day <br /> Til day draws to a close <br /> When they return to their pose <br /> In that dear old tree.<br /><br />Patricia J. Kelly<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-grandma-s-garden/
