The Lonely Palm

As it swayed in the gentle breeze,

Away from the the other trees,

It stands with pride, with no one by its side.

Every year it makes a line,

To show it was born in another time.

I sit in its shade,

the tower nature has made.

The leaves are green and bright,

As they reflect the morning light.

Day by day people go by,

Without looking up at the sky.

It smiles in its heart but it’s covered by its branches,

Its sadness shows, all I want for it to know.

I loves its beauty from the bottom of my heart ,

but I can’t stand that it is apart,

From the ones that it’s separated from.

One day I had had enough so I drove away,

but came back later that day.

With a friend for my lonely palm,

And I planted it not so far away.