For Abigail

Little tree, I loved you the first time I saw you Your green leaves bright Ladling laughters of light Your eyes sparkling sweetly like a silver dew. The wind around you whisper at your dance Erudition flown on spring Butterflies brought on wing Where the water falls ... gold remembrance Of another special child bereft of presence Where hope's blossom falls Silent as distant night palls Truth and success timeless tale's evidence Little tree, did you know the rebirth of dreams Again I felt in your shade The journey that would wade Me away from sun's heat to cool evening streams It was you inspiring me to hold again a little hand, A daughter long unseen The silent pain, the keen Secrets that churn in the lonely heart of a man. I believe you would bloom all that I felt lost, and I Pray the bearer of fruits Would make you bear fruits More special than kings can dream ... golden in the sky