Whispering Secrets

If I were a tree I would grow lower branches just to hold you
I would be the one to provide you the wood for your wand
You could play among my leaves in the spring
I would let you carve your initials into my bark
Take leaves to press them along with flowers

In the summer rest underneath me
Get away from the scorching heat of the sun
Lean your back against my trunk and rest
I would be your safe-haven
Always await your safe return

Back to me
To sharing stories
Whispering secrets that drift far away
Being carried off by the wind

In the fall
I would change color early
To give you a fire in the midst of a forrest of green
Shed my leaves in order to see you play in piles of them
Bursts of them flying through the air
You would be the baby in the cradle
But I would not let the bough break
I would protect you from the wind

And in the winter
When the time came
I would give myself up
Get you to cut me down
In order to build an everlasting fire that will keep you warm

All I ask
Is when all I can give is gone
Come visit me
Sit on the stump that remains
For I will wait for you to retrun safely

Back to me
Sharing stories
Telling our tales

For then
Then I will die happy
Whispering secrets that drift far away
Being carried off by the wind