The tree is standing.

The wind is near.

The rain is coming.

The tree is strong.

Stronger than it knows.

The wind is here.

The rain is here.

The tree is bending.

The tree is swaying.

The tree is holding on.

The storm has come.

The wind is whirling around.

The water is rising.

The tree is planted deep down.

The wind has gone.

The water has receded.

The tree is standing so strong.

For you my friend, you are the tree. You are strong. You will have love, but with all love comes loss. You will still be standing. Kisses..my tree friend.

Written by TxPrincess for publication on LushStories Only!