Valerie -- Blogmeister

I am a tree with my braches blowing in the wind

I wonder will that girl pick the fruit from my braches

I hear a voice singing softly in the wind

I see I see her suddenly stop

I want to hear the voice sing again

I am a tree with my braches blowing in the wind

I pretend I don’t see the hurt in her eyes

I feel the pain of sadness she is feeling

I touch her gently, but she moves

I worry the pain will not leave her

I cry for the poor lonely girls sake

I am a tree with my braches blowing in the wind

I understand the anger and sadness she is feeling

I say you will feel the pain get worse and worse but it will start to heal ,but the pain will never stop

I dream everything will turn out alright

I try to make the pain go away

I hope she will heal soon

I am a tree with my braches blowing in the wind