With Branches surrounding me like tree vines-
And fruits sweeter than the ripest peach;
Your shady personality my pantry of retreat;
Unspoken pleasures evident from these lines-

You provide the very air I inhale;
Take away the bad air I exhale;
I'm tasked with nurturing the very soil you're in-
Wetting the shoots.roots of your green being-

You are my muse for life;
When your leafs wilt and fall to the soil
I retrieve them so they can't die;
And when you come to full bloom
I spring for joy;
Because in essence you are my tree of life...