Memories of A Tree (Poetry)
A Celebration Tree
A Tree Full of Life
Ever Swung in a Tire from a Tree?
Standing tall and beautiful with greenish colored leaves
May be of oak or of pine but to the roots it cleaves
It is strong and mighty and just may bare some fruit
It’s the icon of nature, without a substitute
A tree can dance by its limbs
From swishy washy wind
It may whither a lightening storm
Still a picturesque in the end
A tree is home to birds, to bees and others
Ever climbed a tree like your sisters and brothers?
Up in it, you’re protected
Peace is projected
On top of the world
How can you be dejected?
A tree can be your friend
It never minds your bother
Can tell it precious dreams
Do you know it has a Father?
Tree leaves change colors
At the end of the fall season
And the tree prepares to return
For we may be its reason
A tree may bear that fruit
that is tasty and so sweet
Like pears, apples and plums
That are safe for us to eat
The hub of a tree was a savior
Once climbed it to get away from a dog
It will even make a cozy treetop house
It is a monument where I walk or jog
A tree comes in all sizes
Fat skinny, short or tall
Some are ferocious but never terrorrizes
No matter how big or small
A tree can be a shady tree
That shields us from the sun
But never stand by it through lightening and thunder
Do you have a favorite one?
What Time Is It?
It's that time of the year
When that great
Tree of cheer is near!
