I had a lot of fun with this poem. This poem is about life, about childhood, about trials and burdens, about separation, about death, about salvation about Heaven.
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Under a Sycamore Tree
Laughing, crying, dying...
All while under the "Sycamore tree".
All while under the "Sycamore tree".
Eloquence and persuasion,
Flower of July, drifts along the stagnet pond, as the wind gently blows.
I see two hearts engraved, a reminder of your love for me.
-you pass me a "pink rose".
Accepting that the symbol of a "Pomegrante Blossom" may not pass this way.
I pick a "pansy flower" and stick it in my hair.
Holding hands but for a day.
Knowing the secret of love, it is true friendship.
Love is vivacious more so with each passing trial.
Stringing "Ivy", holding hands, fidelity in marriage is stronger than any rhyme.
Once again we are separated, due to circumstance, but still the "Myosotis" blooms, as I remember you.
Such a little flower, forever a reminder for you to take delight.
To symbolize peace and abundance, as love grows between you and me.
Spring and poetry did you not know, silly love of mine?
I have not given you the gift of the "Brier"
Of love take time to be thoughtful, adding courage and strength. To your desire.
Looking across the way to the "Almond Blossoms"
Filled with cheerfulness and optimism.
We laugh, we cry, we die, too soon will the world find we have gone away.
Buried under yonder "Sycamore Tree"...
As along the streets of gold we will walk away.
"Sakaki Branches" long long past crumbled and forgotten.
We smile as we think of yonder "Sycamore Tree" we laugh once again.
Knowing we have found the "Traveler's Joy" we'll never again roam.
But our love has been planted under yonder "Sycamore Tree"
Holding hands we'll walk together all through out eternity.
Walking now in eternity, all the world will know how love is meant to be.
For it was Him who kept us safe through the darkest night.
If it were not for "Him" we would never be able to see the "Tree of Life.
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