I Am a Tree, Or One Romantic Leap Into Sarcasm

I’m a timeless tree with the fine foliage of my hair If you’re gentle with me I’ll caress you to sleep in the air I’ll dispel all your fears and tears you’re willing to share If you’re humble with me I will shade you in blessings of clouds Like a sweet bumble bee nibbles sunny blooms and thereabouts Lightly kissing away all your troubles, misgivings and doubts But if you for some reason decided to go detrimental You’ll be crushed with a force that some people would call elemental You don’t want to be there, I suggest you be humble and gentle