Big Oak in the front yard
Where did you come from?
How did you become?
I would die without the flowers
Laying beside you,
Your closest friends
Yes, I would die without them
But I would **** you
When the summer rain falls

Love visits you
I lay under you
Soaking up your presence
As you soak up the sun
Death won't define you
You're my forever friend
I'll take pictures of you
Your own section in my mental scrapbook
Mother Nature will keep you safe