You are my tree

You hold me tall, strong, like the firm trunk

The bark marred and broken

Like scars that never heal

Like all that was all too real.

*Like a tree, on the inside,

You are smooth and perfect

The gentle wondrousness

That cradles a big heart

But a fragile one

*Your branches are like a caress

As I walk through

I feel I may faint from the perfection

Your leaves fresh and beautiful,

A leaf for everything you say or do

*But most of all, you have roots.

Roots that dig deep into my heart,

Holding you there

Binding you to me

You are my tree

*And like a tree, you protect

In the winter, from the icy fog of rejection

That cuts me like a blade

And the whirlwind of snow,

That entraps me, like your arms

*In spring, from the rain of tears

And you protected the beginning of the flower

Let it grow deep beneath your leafy canopy

Even though it was not what was best for you

Nonetheless, you shielded us, though you wished I'd look away from the flowers

*Or in summer,

When passion scorched like the sun

Though when it tried to burn me

I would run beneath you, to hide

Though it burnt and withered you, you held on

*But of course, in fall, it died

And you comforted me

You held me, and cast rainbows of all colours

In your leaves that engulfed me

I needed my tree

*It was then I realized

I needed not a flower

Annual things

For a season that die

At first sign of frost

*No, I needed my tree

Something longer, maybe

Forever, beneath your canopy

I needed what I'd always taken for granted

The protection, the canopy, the shade and the beauty

*I needed my tree

To envelope me in its branches

To forever grow and never die off

Without me

So don't give me flowers

I want my tree.

Not written for anyone I know, just going to get this out there. i looked outside, and saw a tree, and had to write about it.