April June's Tree
When can I see you, my April June?
Oh how I long to see you soon.
You help me to see how you were there, even when my tree grew weary fruit.
You were there.
You were there, and you showed me you care.
You called forth new seeds, and cradled them in your hands.
You threw them at my tree, and it grew strong.
You supported it's growth with your love, and with that not a thing could go wrong.
You gave my tree a promise, that soon became it's roots.
The roots from which only new and promising opportunity shoots.
When things came to knock my tree down, I believed you would enable it to stand it's ground.
The fight was long, but there was always peace in your everlasting song.
Through it, you reminded me that your tree did this too.
Because you are my tree's strength and help, I knew it would be victorious just like you.
My tree grew into all of it's potential, making you very proud.
You did everything you said you would do for my tree, and for that, I will be forever happy.
My tree is your creation, and it's legacy lives on.
It's work is done.
It's been a long time coming, but it's clear my tree has won!
Now I wait patiently for you April June.
Oh how I long to see you soon.
Our reunion will be as sweet as honey suckle, and your love as secure as a sturdy buckle.
I love you April June, and I can hardly wait!
My tree's whole life has lead up to this fate.
I sit patiently wondering what hour my tree will depart from the forest.
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