Poet's Tree
Underneath the poet tree,
Come and rest awhile with me,
And watch the way the word-web weaves
Between the shady story leaves.
The branches of the poet tree
Reach from the mountains to the sea.
So come and dream, or come and climb –
Just don’t get hit by falling rhymes.
- Shel Silverstein

Dress: Shelley Plaid Dress
Hat: Vindie Baby