A lady at the window
Admiringly her gaze
Outwards through the curtains
To the rain that plays
Its sweet refrain of nature
Music to her ears
The pitter pat for where she is at
Clearly its angels tears
She contemplates the tree
She planted struggling out there
Its been through several winters
And its beauty it does share
And now the winds gone crazy
So the lady looks concerned
As the rain gets really heavier still
And the branches some have turned
This way that way every way
The lady though has learned
That trees do have amazing inner strength
And are built to last and grow
They send their long roots searching
Downwards joining with the flow
Of other tree roots for they be
Friends,their networking
And can Manage in all weathers
For together they do bring
An oxygenated aura
For humans who do care
And She can feel them giving back
And thus is more aware
Than most now of the inclemency
And its inclination too
Softens the ground around the roots
Where flowers of every hue
Dance around at Spring time
Casting her mind Back to
When the sylphs and dryads danced their jigs
Sometimes in full view
In the moon light They did venture out
Where flibbertigibbets fly
And beautiful orbs bring natural light
To an ectoplasmic sky
Written for Lisa on Twitter
For her beautiful tweets all wrapped in quality
And beauty