Your kind heart was water to this old apple tree,
your caring wishes did strengthen its roots.
Your thoughtful words were beautiful blossoms,
your kind deeds bore the sweetest of fruits.
Your LOVE came as radiant warmth from the sun,
and helped the garden to bloom once again.
To early, cold winds brought forth autumn,
that became this dark fall with no end.
The old tree lives on and tries sleeping,
his green leaves turning brown all the while.
Dreams of her as he thinks of bright sunshine,
and how once she lit his world with her smile.