The Unbee Tree
rests deep in the wood
where a cacophony of sound
inhales woodsy tones
rich earthy smells
that make the heart beat
and the chest swell
with all the sights
and sounds and
fragrance sweet
that make this
wondrous place
such a special treat
for all His little ones of
The Unbee Tree
sitting nestled in deep
soft luscious green grass
where His children play
and feel good all day
where never is there
a harsh word to say
where no heart is blue
and the sky is not gray
Under The Unbee Tree
boys and girls are
all safe and sound
there is no one
to hurt them and
no monsters around
no one even gets wounded
if they fall from the Unbee
Tree down onto the ground
into the soft green grassy
days of sunshine and glee
all the children are happy
all the children are free
each day anew for
each lad and lass
not a worry not a care
no school, not even a class
so frolicky free in the
warm summer sun
every day with Jesus
is going to be fun
and all the days will
soon be unending
in the eternal realm of joy
where our gentle priest king
loves and cares for each
broken little girl and boy
unkempt little ragdolls
just dying to see
what life is really like
under The Unbee Tree.
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