UNDER THIS TREE.

• Mark Harding
• Poetry
• 2009

Sitting here, just you and me.
Sitting here, under this tree.

Time goes by, here with you.
Time goes by, Nothing to do.

Lets go for a walk, hand in hand.
Lets go for a walk, as you stand.

Don't know what happened; don't know what’s best, so I just give it a rest.

Sitting here, just you and me.
Sitting here, under this tree.