Beneath the green tree
Lies heaven with color gray
Weeping silence goes astray
For things never meant to see

Speechless tongue, Gripping hands
As you knell faster on the ground
Tears fall slowly without a sound
Losing faith in ones loving arms

Love is lonely often said by many
Poem blossoms even poets disagree
Words softly spoken not always in reality
Vivid memories will haunt you someday

Years may pass even today
To heal those wounds is not easy
As you come across your way
Remember once you prayed
Underneath that old green tree