Baskadia

Remember me as a pen in your hand—

You hold so I can stand,

You guide me so I can walk;

Persistent in letters and talk.

Think of me as a tree—

I grow as I stay with thee,

To bear much fruit for you and me,

I'll be still and be so merry.

Imagine me as a bed—

Lie in me if you're tired,

A good sleep is all you need

In you I'm perfectly suited.

Meditate me as a waterfall—

Consistently flowing but peaceful,

Much relaxing and so cool,

A company with you so meaningful.