The tree murmured,
I'll embrace you
within my branches,
interlace me with my leaves,
chance the breeze
when she dances,
suddenly
around the birds
that please with their melodies.
I will shelter you
when you're alone.
Cradle you within myself,
support the spirit of your mind...
to natures child comes natures wealth.
Sally Plumb
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
...delightful Sally, and thanks for your comment. Fondly Jerry