Shade tree This is a story of a man This man had a plan His plan, it was grand A grand plan at hand This man had a thought He thought of a spot That he visited alot A spot to have a thought His name is Steve And sometime in the eve He found a shade tree It was sunny I believe He sat on the grass For the time to pass "I can relax at last" Leaned with his back The thought was keen To sleep and dream Of rivers and streams Of places he'd never seen Of mountains and hills Places that give him thrills Where a giant ocean spills Where his heart fulfills For his fantasy he sleeps His dreams now to keep Contentment in leaps Awake he only weeps Old poem here too ©Schizology Shade tree #shade #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Dream
