With Scent of Earth and Tree’s Cascade
As a girl I lived in a tree,
On branches high and gloriously free.
Where air and breeze set God upon thee
All aglow with secret mystery.
In willow waves I deeply swayed.
Therein my dreams were solemnly made.
Cast each June in four o’clock shade,
with scent of earth and tree’s cascade.
©2012 Linda Willows