Her Loving Tree
Her Loving Tree
She turns and greets him,
With a soft loving kiss,
This lady in her tree,
Something he does so miss.
From the land of Belfry
So far far away,
She longs to see him,
Each and every day.
But for now she dreams,
Of her love far away,
Magical kisses,
Soon to come her way.
For they are destined,
Their lives in parallel,
There is no question,
Only time will tell.
He knows that some day,
Together they will be,
Then on that one day,
He’ll join her in her tree.
Copyright © Kenneth Fordham | Year Posted 2008
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