Poem About Trees
If Trees Could Talk
In this Poem About Trees, they are considered more than a beautiful part of creation but a friend…A spirit’s deep wishing well.
If trees could talk,
What would they say?
If they could walk,
Would they also play?
Leaves tremble in silent breeze.
Their colors change, as seasons please.
Fruit for the plucking.
Giants with myriad homes,
Rest for the weary soul.
Unable to escape—fire, flood, disease…
Yet in their shadowed glen
A piercing light, God may send,
My thick-trunk friend may speak,
Livingness in green and gray.
Playfully taking me places,
My feet may never dwell.
A spirit’s deep wishing well.
A. K. Frailey is the author of 17 books, a teacher for 35 years, and a homeschooling mother of 8.
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