Graceful Tree

Swaying leaves,

On vast trees.

Reaching branches,

Forming twisting, turning arches.

From rich, luscious, rustling leaves,

To busy buzzing bees.

From the sweet, fragrant honey smell,

With a scent of delicious vanilla as well.

Trunk as large as an elephant,

Swaying in the wind, oh so elegant.

The birds happily chirping away,

Having a truly wonderful day.

When the tree grows old and not as strong,

The leaves drop off and the wind sings a sad song.