The Oak Tree

Looking up

while you lay on me

I tried to grab

a falling leaf

but I missed

I couldn’t quite reach

the wish that fluttered past

in the breeze

When I promised forever did you feel time stop?

weaving and crossing

memories gently sway

between the branches

until you spoke

we will make it ours

this small haven

where reality has

no rightful place

© Katy Hughes 2012