Brown,yellow,and leafy green. Shaded,cool,and beauty serene. Nodded and swayed in the lazy breeze, Grew and obeyed gods natural decrees. Beneath twisted the pathway that led to you. Marked by twigs and bark with antique hue. Blades of grass came forth to tell the story,of a pathway now untrod filled with glory,and of moments in a by gone day. When I walked with you that way,Or sought to find you on the lawn of your little home one pritty dawn, or dreamed for hours and hours of the home that could be ours. But someday, I know dear one, that I shall see that you are coming down that pathway to me.