Trees

These green waves even drift while the breeze stands still.
I sit with no thoughts draped in warm sun.
We both feed off of it.
And you love to give me a break while you soak up all the light into a thousand soft hands.

I noticed you today.
You looked happy.
And it made me happy to see you that way.

Sweet scent of pine,
and i remember you're alive.
Even though it gets colder,
it inspires me just to sit and enjoy us both getting older.

You're so still in the summer,
you sparkle in spring
I love you're fall dress up
and what i know winter will bring.

Even when you die, you provide.
Even when it's dry you glide.
Even when I'm gray you glow.
Even when when the wind is slow
you make a day of dancing
to the tune of summer.
You make me quiet;
you make me wonder.

I notice your funerals,
with the passing of numerals,
and where one of you dies
two will grow, so whats the point in losing hope?