The don't leave me tree

Counting down the minutes, until this class will end

The tree towered up the sky as its limit, the leaves flop down and bend

Through the window comes a flood of memories from when I was young

The caring of the tree is forever in my blood, I remember how I longed for it and clung. 

3, 2, 1 the bell rings, I race outside to her shade

The glorious sounds as she sings a soft tune, while on her trunk I lay. 

I embrace the tree, her glorious light shining on me as I spill the tea, in her eyes full of glee, her positivity spreads  down her roots and into me

I look around and all I see is what the world used to be, light and love and community, and now all we do is disagree

It’s really quite clear to see, and not so hard to find, a world full of cruelty, nature will be left behind 

A slither of  hope runs down my spine, as I aspire to be the change, to reverse the ways of our time, and these ways we will re-arrange