I Love Yew

Oh, I love yew
and elm trees too.
Elms overwhelm
my heart with bliss.

I love to stroke
a sturdy oak
or clasp an aspen
close to kiss.

Some, mocking, say
Psychiatry
is a tree
that I should try too.

‘Cause they can’t see
Sequoia trees
enjoy a squeeze
like I do.

And some infer
my passion for
the ash and fir
to be obscene.

But if I press
pretty cypress
trees to my breast,
it’s ‘cause I bless
and love all things of green.