I’ll Become a Tree

After you leave, I will become a tree Alone on a hillside, loving wind and sun, Waiting for you to return home to me Though centuries of lonely stars may run. I'll grow tall and give lots of shade, Sheltering birds and other bright-eyed things. Pleased with all the progress that I've made, I'll spread my leafy branches out like wings. But oh! Every moment of every day I'll miss you with the passion of the wind, Gazing endlessly upon the way That without you is empty, empty without wind.