While walking in the woods one day,

I came upon a tree.

It reached up high, majestic

Its grandeur called to me.

I took my time exploring

Its ancient roughened bark

And when I came to the other side

I spied a time-worn mark.

A heart was carved into the wood

Sap covered, its age was evident.

In my mind I saw the story

Of a love given sentiment.

I imagined two young lovers,

On a casual stroll one day

They came upon this same tree

And stopped along the way.

In a romantic rush of ardour

The two hearts were drawn as one

After they had left their mark

They resumed their walk beneath the sun.