
Green, blue, and pink.
Red for the sparkling eyes.
A little orange at its toes.
A blue belly for laughs.
A green body for hiding.
Colors of the rainbow.
Colors of love.
Colors of life.
The beauty of nature.
It is a living and breathing
sculpture.
It entices us.
It bemuses us.
It challenges us.
But most of all,
it inspires us.
The tree appears dark and looming.
It could use some proper grooming.
I want to take a walk between its legs,
growing tall from the ground like giant pegs.
By its rules, we must strictly abide.
Imagine the secrets it must hide.
Come walk with me in its dark shade.
Through the fallen leaves we will wade.
A canopy of leaves above our heads
As we fall asleep in our leafy beds.
Inhale.
Hold it.
Exhale.
We must not forget
to stop, take a breath,
and breathe.
Antennas search for sound
as wings take flight.
It leaves too soon
on the puff of a breeze.
For one precious moment,
you held life in your hand.
A rare commodity is solitude.
It can be easily misunderstood.
To be all alone with no one else around.
You can do this in the air or on the ground.
You can sail off in the blue sea,
Or hop on a plane without me.
We can all use some time alone
Without T.V. or telephone.
Time to think about your goal.
You will come back feeling whole.
Pink flowers to fill my day.
Petals fall in the soft light.
Ready to come out and play,
A soothing and pretty sight.
A shady path for dreams
For the hot days and warm nights.
Pink fills the lakes and streams,
A toast to spring’s delights.
clear the bad thoughts,
erase the worries.
Instead, I want to see a place
where birds chirp and play,
where mountains soar high.
I lift my face to the sun
to the beauty of life,
to the puffy white clouds.
Join me.