Falling To My Trees ( poetic ' i think of you' version)

Falling to my knees , in front of you

Painting the skies, beautifully blue

Feasting my eyes on the green

On the beauty, that now is seen

On the path, on which i walk

Under the trees, where birds they talk

Across the land , under skies of blue

I fall to my knees and i think of you

Done