Friday, October 31, 2008

This Old Tree

What a melancholy sentiment this,
I scarce can take it in-
to fell a thing of such beauty
for such a task seems amiss.
This tree stands by the bedroom-
Its shade it always shares,
But, oh, it offers so much more than that...
on windy nights when the air is brisk and the
moon is low in the sky
the branches of this lonely tree whispers
its song of life to us ....its lullaby!
I love this old tree!

2 comments:

  1. What a neat poem. Did you write it?

    I love trees. I love birds. I love nature!

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  2. Beautiful thoughts and words this morning Schotzy.

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