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This Tree (poem)

Updated on December 21, 2016

Warm tree, where are they today

All the children who in your shade would play

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I recall a youth without a care

We’d climb your strong limbs on a dare

There was so much of you to share

We gathered as one family there

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Warm tree, where are they today

All the children who had so much to say

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I recall a man of high esteem

We came here living in life’s dream

As strong as you dear tree would seem

We pledged to always stay a team

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Worn tree, where are they today

All the children who went along their way

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I recall with lapse of clarity

The ebb of those we used to see

Have found replacements for this tree

Still share one common truth don’t we

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Shorn tree, where are they today

All the children who should take this ax away

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      Shauna L Bowling 14 months ago from Central Florida

      I wish the children of yesterday, who climbed those trees, would never have picked up the ax - or fired up the bulldozers - once they became adults.

      One of my favorite things to do as a little girl was climb trees.

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      Deb Hirt 14 months ago from Stillwater, OK

      You are so right--we are losing so many trees, and eventually they may have to be shared in a museum and in photos.