when i dream of trees,
i dream of this tree in particular.
i dream of a weeping cherry tree
its thin branches twirling in a breeze,
covered in lace of the lightest shade of pink
tinged with bits of green.
i dream of this tree in front of my home.
shading my yard, providing protection for
a child in a swing reading a favorite book,
a blanket covered with leftover picnic remains
and a sleeping child.
marking the seasons of life,
welcoming visitors to my home,
giving such beauty each spring.
i. love. this. tree.
i see it every day on my way to and from work
and it has become my dream tree.
i, especially, love this tree in the spring.
gorgeousness abounds all around.
photo by me on the way to work one morning.