Thursday, February 18, 2010

The Tree

November 26th, 2007
by Dewayne Allday

Once there was a tree
dwelling there for me to see.
Up on a hill it took its stand,
From it’s high limbs you see the land.
It’s branches wide to hold me tight,
It’s limbs so soft to touch me light.
The roots were firm, implanted deep
Without that tree, it makes me weep.
The wind will come from far and wide
The force is strong, the ocean’s tide,
I cannot see, I cannot be
Without that tree right next to me.
When it’s dark, oh when it rains
I cannot seem to much complain,
The limbs explode in bright menu
as a million flowers long to do,
Those colors swarm me into the air,
A smell none other can compare.
They spin me up and all around
But then they ….Gently let me down.
Oh tree, my tree, how I miss you dear
We’ve known each other from ages past
You know old friend it's made to last.
Remembered today, forgotten yesterday
Me you, and you me, a mirror in a melody.

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