How Do Trees Feel?
Written by: Sandra Barteaux Misewich
With Help From Nadine Haase Kimball
How do trees feel
When they are very small,
Striving to grow up
Beneath elders 90 feet tall?
How do trees feel
When their arms reach the sky,
Touching the clouds
As they go drifting by?
How do trees feel
Dressed in spring’s best?
High up in their branches
Birds are making their nests?
How do trees feel
When a soft summer breeze
Drifts though their branches,
And rustles their leaves?
How do trees feel
When their branches are bare-
When they stand naked
In fall’s chilly air?
How do trees feel
In winter’s cold blast?
Are they shivering with cold,
Until spring comes at last?
How do trees feel
When a saw cuts through their bark,
Ripping and tearing,
Destroying their heart?
How do trees feel
When they come crashing down-
When they lay all broken
On hard stony ground?
All through their life
Trees reach for the sky.
Do trees go to heaven
When it’s their time to die?
Do Trees Feel?
(Dedicated To My Life Long Best Friend: Nadine Haase Kimball; For Our Grandchildren: Hana, Jasmine, Kate, Alex and Noah. Written in memory of “THE BIG OLD ELM TREE” that grew in the meadow, behind our houses’ in Middleton, Nova Scotia).
"There is a tree for us in heaven,
It’s all dresses up for spring
We will sit beneath the branches
And sing praises to our King"
Thank you for posting my poem. I wonder if anyone will read it?
Trả lờiXóaLove, Mom
Hi Tie:
Trả lờiXóaThank you for posting my poem. I like the way it looks on your blog. I tried to post a comment, but I don't know if it was approved or not.
I wish I had a photo of the big tree in the summer time. It looked the most lovely in summer.
The weather is finally getting a little warmer here. I am able to work in the garden now. It is planting time. I am going to try and grow a few vegetables this year. Usually I only have flowers.
It is late at night now. I must get to bed.
Take care,
Love and Hugs from Mom
PS. please send me a photo of Garfield