As I watch you watch the wind through the trees,
I wonder what your gently heart sees.
I see the enchantment,
as you watch with sparkling eyes.
Could it be the dance of the fireflies?
As I watch you watch the wind through the trees,
I wonder what your gentle heart sees.
Fairies dancing with sparkling wings,
flying dragons and magical things.
As I watch you watch the wind through the trees,
I ask you to tell me what your gentle heart sees.
You whisper softly with a knowing smile,
'The trees are dancing'
...dancing trees.
Berta Vieira
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dancing-trees-2/
