Starlight and Shadows-- To Tree-Lovers

Out of the lacy leaves of the Maple tree, A velvety, black shadow stood, It reminded me of things as they used to be, And other times when as a child I was very good. I love Maple trees with their emerald leaves, Serrated and softly blowing in the breeze, The starlight shining down on them, Makes a long,black and white toothy grin. I love the Oak trees and the Elms, Tall and strong as though standing at the helm Of a battle-scarred ship as it sailed through the yard, And the captain cried "Ho! Captain of the guard!" At night, my imagination runs rampant and wild, Taking me back to when I was a child, Making me wander through happier days, When I dreamed of nursing-my heart was ablaze. The shadows are spreading now, dawn will soon appear, And for all of my friends here, I wish you good cheer.