The special tree

Run to the oval, there's the tree,

So far away, yet so massive.

That tree is far, but magical all the way,

It's beautiful inside and out,

This tree is a safe place for all.

That dark brown wood, 

That crispy bark,

Those large branches, with yellow-green leaves, 

The little vines, hanging down from the branches,

You look like a painting, but yet so real,

But behind the court,

You look, so sad,

That no one is with you,

At least you are safe away looking over us...