today i wrote a note for the magnolia tree out front

and it went something like this: 

          beautiful magnolia, the way your branches dance

in the afternoon's bliss, s u n light       tangled within,

   how your pale bark    glistens in morning d e w and shines

once the moonlight awakens.     the way you rest your thin

branches to create lovely shadows on the l a w n , 

     (which i watch dance in the evening's sunset song)

with moss between your roots and the scent of   S p r i n g,

   I am grateful for you, a lovely nature KING.