To My Dear Tree Poem by Mac Adrone Adonay

Before I left you, I sent a goodbye
That time was a hot day of summer
When my quill wrote a 'thank you' letter
I was lonely and my sad heart did cry
Its veins uttered a quiet whisper.

I was eight years old when with you- I play
I rest beneath the shadow you made
Good and overwhelming is your shade
It causes me to be cheerful and gay
The smiles of your green leaves never fade

When I wake up, I climb to your branches
And start to sing a song of beauty
Your twigs' great splendor fascinates me
What I feel are joy, peace, and happiness
As I embrace you, my dearest tree.

I pick and eat the gorgeous fruits you bear
You are a wonderful friend of mine
My moments with you are sweet and fine
My dearest tree, you shine beyond compare
The helpful heart you have doesn't incline

But now, you leave me, where are you O tree?
On the bald field, your portrait is laid
And I can no longer see the shade
Illegal loggers came without mercy
They didn't see the wrong things they have made

You're still alive even now you are dead
I may see you in a furniture
Or as a tool for agriculture
Maybe you will become a gracious bed
Smiling behind an architecture.

Regards and farewell to you my dear tree
Thank you for the pleasant things you did
You live to supply everyone's need
I will care for your children sincerely
And I promise I will love your seed.