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.