You remind me of a willow tree
that bends and sways in the wind.
Leans ever so gently, in its way,
over a lake
as if to take a drink
of the cool, clean water.
If one were to stand under that tree
they could not help but feel its peace,
its gentle manner, and graceful care.
Its fullness of being.
Having paused and felt it
the wanderer could not help but feel
Embraced as they are by the trees joy
its simple joy
at having lived a life
and felt a breeze
and helped a stranger.
You often remind me of a tree.
Thank you for your shade