Friday, April 26, 2013

A Poem for Arbor Day



The Strange Tree 

There’s a strange tree which lives near me, 
And this strange tree could not agree, 
That if this tree could ever see, 
A stranger tree it sure would be.


There’s a strange tree which topples me, 
For this strange tree was tall, you see, 
And then this tree would use its knee, 
To break in three, the clouds who flee.



There’s a strange tree which lives near me, 
The northern tree, its branches free, 
The southern tree, no limb to see, 
For this strange tree, was strange, you see? 



There’s a strange tree which I can see, 
And this strange tree (against my plea) 
Was sent to sea, its roots now free, 
And now this tree… A ship is he.



End. 

1 comment:

  1. Enjoyed reading this poem...very appropriate for the occasion!

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