The Tree Does Welcome

The Tree Does Welcome

 

 

A fashion of branches, the thicket does follow thaw

Does bode dear Edward to sit once more.

To tip to page, the lexis the same, no more do book �"trees do age.

 

Dear Edward, pardon your stay

You sat gave wisdom to my leaves, not yesterday.

As bark does cover and bite does function, I hold no qualms

Forgive your assumption.

 

Welcome, am I to your fair home?

Of wood and moss made not flesh nor bone

Yet voice softly speaks thy name.

Through creak, while accompanied by song

From dear magpie’s beak.

 

At last the pair bond, while river does lapeth

Their roots before long.

I give, the take is all but forgotten

The bask the glow, indeed both does grow.