THE GREEN TREE

THE GREEN TREE I SAW BEFORE ME,

FULL OF FRUITS AND FLOWERS,

SMILING AT ME.

I KEPT ON LOOKING AT IT TO FIND SOMETHING NEW,

MAYBE WAS I COUNTING THE FRUITS OR DROPS OF DEW.

LOOKING AND LOOKING AND LOOKING AND LOOKING I FELL ASLEEP,

WHEN I WOKE UP FOUND MYSELF ON MY BED NEAR CLOTHES IN A HEAP.

WHEN I REALISED IT WAS A DREAM,

FROM THE WINDOW CAME A SUNBEAM.

BUT JUST COULD I NEVER FORGET THAT TREE,

BECAUSE I REMEMBER IT SMILED AT ME.