Golden Tree of Love

The golden tree ,
Once its beauty shadowed many .
Now its leaves are falling ,
Throughout the forest floor .

The flaws are showing , the ants
Are nesting in its wood .
The leaves are dwindling ,
By the bugs of the forest roots .

I stood beside the golden tree ,
And felt it whisper to my ear .
Its sorrow was agonising ,
Deep i felt its fears .

I cried day and night ,
Watered it with my tears .
In the morning it smiled ,
And bore fruits that grew for years .

The fruits were fruits of love ,
The tree had felt when i was near .
Its harvest was the miracle of a dying ,
And its roots held no more fears .

A miracle can be planted ,
If u believe in its strength .
A future can be rooted ,
If u have the seed of the fruit .