A Poem For Him and I

He lives not far from the Tree.
He lives near the one that loves him.
Yet he has no clue.
Then and there he will not see.
Past the ocean and sea's he waits.
Too late to know his name.
Very well known as an Irish tale.
When it is night, you can hear.
When the wind blows you will know.
As an angel way above.
Down below on to this Earth.
As Green as the grass.
As blue as the water.
When clouds come they darken our Skies.
Over the Mountains there is so much more.
Send a bottle with your love.
When the day turns to night close your eyes.
With all the stars above in that sky you may make a wish.
Hope it'll come true.
With all your power you will not fail the life you have.
Yet why thee sit and wait?
Why must you not tell anyone how you feel?
Are you keeping' something that you will not tell?
In until that day when you spill he will wait, just for you.
If you do not believe just see for yourself.
There is so much more out there than you think.
Most wonderful things you never knew existed.
Open your eyes...for we have a new Life.
Just Look at all the Blood this world has spilt.
Look at how much we've killed this planet.