The Tree
I'd like to paint a picture for all the world to see for across the street from my room is a lovely face in a tree. When I lay down to sleep at night and look out my open door I see her there just watching me like she has every night before. I wonder if she's an angel put in that very tree, so when I go to sleep at night she'll keep watch over me? This winter she will disappear when the leaves fall to the ground and I wonder if in the spring the leaves will bring her back around. Cause I know I'll miss my angel when I fall asleep at night for when I wake up all alone she's always there in the light. I bet noone's ever noticed her except that is for me I'm glad to know she's over there watching me from her tree.My bedroom is on the second floor of my house, so all I see is the top of the tree, and there she is at night. There is a light that shines through her from one of the stores on the next street. I really wish I could paint or draw, to share with all I see. :) Written December 31st, 2001 © on Dec 31 2001 03:59 AM PST, Deborah Wolz 18 • 0 • 10
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