
The tree waves next to me. Perhaps you can show me what it is to be free, I tell the tree. I see your leaves falling at my feet, and yet, you do not weep. You stand like loyalty, truly, you must be free.
©Let.Love.Speak
The tree waves next to me. Perhaps you can show me what it is to be free, I tell the tree. I see your leaves falling at my feet, and yet, you do not weep. You stand like loyalty, truly, you must be free.
©Let.Love.Speak