Beside a lane of gravel
The Oak Tree branches spread
It stood upon a little farm
Waiting for its soul to be fed
What was this giant waiting for
It really didn't know
To its friend the whispering wind
It made its question known
Why do I stand here endlessly
Am I only to bring the shade
There must be another reason
That I stand and wait today
The wind would only whisper ...
You will one day understand
It is not my place to tell you
The time is not at hand
For years the Oak did wonder
Why it stood beside the lane
It stood through rain and thunder
But its question still remained
Then one day the answer came
With the laughter of a child
Daddy this tree is lonely
I want to make it smile
Place my swing within its branches
We will become the best of friends
I can sit and tell it stories
Now that I am well again
The wind whispered to the giant Oak
Do you know now why you stand
This child so plainly needs you
To help her understand
For many years the swing was held
From the branches of that tree
Each day that the child came out to play
The tree stood proud as it could be
It waited for her questions
And heard her talks with God above
The tree had found its purpose
In a child's love
The best of friends for many years
This child and the tree
I bet that you have guessed by now
The child was really . . . Me
Am I only to bring the shade
You have been long gone to this earth
Dear tree of my childhood
Taken with the small farm where you stood
When I learned that our family farm
Was to become just another corn field
Upon a graveled country road
Knowing that you also would be taken
Was what hurt my heart the most
For years our home had stood abandoned
Yet another casualty of generations
That could no longer compete
With rising costs and unrelentless
Weather to crops planted in hope of survival
On the last visit I made to you
My swing remained still protected
I raised my feet to feel the presence
Once again of yesterday's memories
We said our goodbye's
And now you are gone
Your welcoming presence each day
To a lonely child's heart
Will forever be remembered
By the woman of today
Wow, so very beautifully scripted and touching, this is endearing,
I really think the way you brought the sentiment to surface has a swaying effect
on the heart, and takes the heart to another place and time, as well
as the overall presentation, it all flowed like a tapestry from the heart.
the passion is smooth and gentle as lace, or a silky sheet drifting in the wind
keep up the excellent work!
This is beautiful. You have such a lovely way of expressing yourself. And I love the whole image as much as I love trees!!
I have a tree from my childhood home which we had to sell. It was in our family for 150 years and I still think about it. I even went back recently and took photos of it, just in case!!
It's so sad when such beauty is destroyed for the sake of progress. I don't think its progress at all......
Wow, so very beautifully scripted and touching, this is endearing,
I really think the way you brought the sentiment to surface has a swaying effect
on the heart, and takes the heart to another place and time, as well
as the overall presentation, it all flowed like a tapestry from the heart.
the passion is smooth and gentle as lace, or a silky sheet drifting in the wind
keep up the excellent work!
The woman of today is a wonderful poet
This was a very touching poem
It brought back fawn memories of my own childhood
I enjoyed this very much
Thanks for sharing your talented pen
Ray
I am so glad
That you have dropped in
To meet a new face
And experience a new heart
Come along with me as
Aspiring Angel speaks to
Me in whispers that brings
Her thoughts to live.. more..