You Are Still Mine

Savannah winds are crisp the grasslands so raring and happy the flowers on bloom making a face so glowing making me feel more terrible. The sky is clear with blue as far as eye could see that lone proud tree in the green grass beckons me. I am sad and lonely you are gone and i feel it honey! you built in me a home that cannot be left alone. I can walk and take the tree beseech so gladly and run to it without a screech. Only if you appear from where you have disappeared hold my arms smile in my eyes and say, You are still mine and will,that way,always stay.