Poet’s Tree

underneath the poet tree
Come and rest a while with me
and watch the way the worlyd-web
between the shady story leaves .
the branches of the poet tree
reach from the mountains
so come and dream, or come and climb-
just don’t get hot by the falling rhymes.

-By shel silverstein

I love this poem since I was little. When I first heard it mad me think of poetry differently. Shel Silverstein also makes the funnies poems about anything but theism one made you think of how the tree helps you lean on it and think of the world and how bad or good it is.