Her Leaves Brush the Sky

Her leaves brush the sky,

As I rush by,

Running happily under her budding branches

To hug,

To kiss,

To pick up our grandchildren,

And twirl,

And whirl,

Our love

Into amazing,

Blazing,

Heart filled memories,

For which I will be grateful,

Today,

Tomorrow,

Forever.

Her leaves brush the sky,

As I rush by,

Underneath her green leafed out branches

And fall,

Into a ball

On the grass,

And laugh,

And giggle,

And tickle our grandchildren,

Creating memories,

For which I will be grateful,

Today,

Tomorrow,

Forever.

Her leaves brush the sky,

As I walk by

Under her reddish brown branches

Kicking up reddish brown leaves,

While our grandchildren

in Hold my hands,

Rest their heads on my arms

And murmur, "I love you, Grandpa,"

Weaving memories

For which I will be grateful

Today,

Tomorrow,

Forever.

Her lone brown leaf

Brushes the sky

As I trudge on by

Under her bare brown branches

Crunching the frosty

Crispy

Wrinkly

Leaves beneath my feet

That whisper, "I love you, Grandpa,"

Reminding me of memories

For which I am grateful,

Today,

Tomorrow,

Forever.