Under the trees: another poem

(I was a dork and stoked the furnace too much, and now I get to stay up to make sure things cool off alright. In the meantime, I finished a poem I had the idea for last week… And yes. I know it's kind of hokey… )

Under the trees I wait for you

When the flowers are in bloom

And the birds are singing in the wood

Under the pine trees' needly broom.

Under the trees I wait for you

When the sunshine touches the sky

Spreading warmth and heat with liberal hands

And when shade is hard to find.

Under the trees I wait for you

In the rains that come with Fall

And when frost licks the ruddy leaves

And branches are barren and tall.

Under the trees I'll wait for you

As true love is wont to do

Because no matter the divide

Together one day we'll bide…

But until then, I'll wait for you.