Shade tree This is a story of a man This man had a plan His plan, it was grand A grand plan at hand This man had a thought He thought of a spot That he visited alot A spot to have a thought His name is Steve, and Sometime during the eve He found his shade tree It was sunny I believe He sat on the grass For the time to pass "I can relax at last" Leaned right on back The idea of his was keen To just sleep and dream Of rivers and streams Of places he never seen Of mountains and hills Places that give him thrills Where a giant waterfall spills Where his heart is filled For his fantasy he sleeps His dreams now to keep Contentment in leaps Awake he only weeps ©Schizology Shade tree #shadetree #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Random