You blossom like the flowers in the morning.
Thy branches are fruitful notwithstanding.
As thy luscious smell romances the air,
So thy stretched grip advances.

My anchored feet settled while I watched in awe.
Admiring that peculiar flow from thy leaves.
Tick-tock, tick-tock. The slow chime remembers.
Hurray!!! Thou comest eve.

My love, my luck, for you I'm convinced.

THE END