A stone and a tree
What exquisite scenery
Two people multiplied two
Every day is here
For the night... who knows?
Veil fell dense.
Put, pull boots
On hats a gap
How much time go?
Tree leaves I don't count
They meet but do not know
They have met?
But one boy knows
Inside them the child was
Every day is there
Tree holds the stone
Night and day in the life
Life and nature! With the muse of the laws. Thanks for sharing.
Tree holds the stone Night and day in the life...the laws of nature, the eye of the poet which sees so many things in the nature. lovely poem. tony