Knock, knock at tree I stood there.
Wondered if someone would hear.
I did whisper can I see?
All the beauty housed in thee.
If I’m let in this is clear.
It will make me surely stare.
For the magic goes down deep.
Hope tree fairy I will meet.
Fairy answered one two three.
It did welcome me with glee.
So I drifted in tree fine.
Mother Nature is Divine.
When I left I bowed with awe.
Then fairy did close the door.
Perhaps I’ll visit soon I hope.
Natures grand and thats no joke.
Inspired by Logan Robertson. Thank you Without your gifts there would not be mine.