Underneath the Poet Tree
Come and rest awhile with me,
And watch the way the word-web weaves
Between the shady story leaves.
The branches of the Poet Tree
Reach from the mountains to the sea.
So come and dream, or come and climb--
Just don't get hit by falling rhymes.
Sep 10, 2013
Sep 10, 2013 at 1:21 PM UTC
Underneath the Poet Tree
Come and rest awhile with me,
And watch the way the word-web weaves
Between the shady story leaves.
The branches of the Poet Tree
Reach from the mountains to the sea.
So come and dream, or come and climb--
Just don't get hit by falling rhymes.
I just love this poem...
