Cotton Trees

If you've ever seen a cotton tree

And how it's leaves glow

You've must of felt the excitement

Of when its cotton starts to show

Its tall, skinny skeleton

That you see through its leaves

The branches that sprout from the trunk

And when the wind blows how it howls and heaves

In the very beginning of summer

When the seeds slowly float down

The pure, innocent white color stands out

As the pieces fall to the ground

This is why I love cotton trees 

They make anyone feel at home

When the sun filters through the leaves

And on my face it shone