Shrouded behind a drape of shade,
lovingly embraced by the hands of grace,
envied by the stares of the eye,
you seem to comply.
Silent you don't boast,
Only sway silently to and fro.
To me you are eternity,
with those radiant green filled leaves.
You bring me an enormous glee...
Pity for those who cannot adore thee...
Sep 19, 2015
Sep 19, 2015 at 3:24 PM UTC
Shrouded behind a drape of shade,
lovingly embraced by the hands of grace,
envied by the stares of the eye,
you seem to comply.
Silent you don't boast,
Only sway silently to and fro.
To me you are eternity,
with those radiant green filled leaves.
You bring me an enormous glee...
Pity for those who cannot adore thee...
