The Lovers’ Tree
A story passed by uncle billy about his mam and Dad ❤️
The Lovers’ Tree❤️
Beneath the sky so wide and free,
There stood a quiet lovers’ tree.
Its roots were deep, its branches tall,
A witness to the hearts of all.
Two carved initials, old but clear,
A promise made, a love sincere.
They whispered dreams beneath its shade,
A bond no passing time could fade.
The seasons came, the seasons flew,
Yet still the tree in silence grew.
Through sunlit days and stormy weather,
It held their secret hearts together.
Though lovers’ voices fade away,
The tree still stands to greet the day,
A living mark of love once true,
Beneath its leaves, forever new.❤️
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