RED LACE

Source:autumn—-leavess

RED LACE

I will lay down my head to sleep

Beneath a canopy so deep.

Soft leaves curl around my face,

Covering me in red lace.

Sticks of trees protect my sides.

Perfect place for one who hides.

The sun peeks in between the red,

The warmth of sunshine on my head.

THE TREE

THE TREE

The tree appears dark and looming.

It could use some proper grooming.

I want to take a walk between its legs,

Growing tall from the ground like giant pegs.

By its rules, we must strictly abide.

Imagine the secrets it must hide.

Come walk with me in its deep shade.

Through the fallen leaves we will wade.

A canopy of leaves above our heads

As we fall asleep in our leafy beds.

A BEDROOM OF FLOWERS

(Source: travel-story)

A BEDROOM

Cover me with blankets of flowers.

Shelter me with petals of pink.

Sheets of softest green.

A canopy of leaves.

A bedroom of luxury.

None can compare.

(Source: travel-story)

RED LACE

I will lay down my head to sleep

Beneath a canopy so deep.

Soft leaves curl around my face,

Covering me in red lace.

Sticks of trees protect my sides.

Perfect place for one who hides.

The sun peeks in between the red,

Warmth of sunshine on my head.

Source:autumn—-leavess