sylvia spencer - An ode to our Trees

Hey you standing their, with your arms into the sky.
and the rest of you, standing firm on the ground.
They say you are naked, in winter time.
When the frost comes calling, and the snows all around.
Your name might be Oak, Chestnut or Birch,
but why does mother nature, always leave you in the lurch.
You stand so proud, against the skyline
Yet she takes your leaves, and leaves the pine.
Then she becomes one of her proud evergreens
and you become lost into, her winter scenes,
But you are the trees that are in history book pages,
with the building of ships, througout the ages.
Trees that have built road and rail,
and you the tree, that has felled in many a gale
You the tree, that adorn's our skyline,
you stand there meaningless, in a world of decline
Tree's that should be forever, in our great land,
but time will tell, with the help of God's hand.

sylvia spencer

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