Under the magnolia tree,
A warm spring night,
The petals begin to fall,
But I cannot see them,

I sleep soundly,
Looking up toward this beauty,
The rainbow colors,
Will never reach me,

The elegance of nature,
Creates the most beauty,
From the branches and petals,
To the intricate roots,

All who see this tree,
And its petals,
They think of me,
For I am always here,

This tree protects me,
Its leaves keep the rain off,
Its roots keep me sheltered,
And its colors keep me alive,

Even as I sleep,
In a coffin below,
My favorite tree in life,