The wind it is blowing
So very strong
The howling makes it
Sound like a song
The tree will sway
From natures force
So long ago
It's leaves were all lost
All weathered and beaten
The tree stands bare
With it's limbs twisted and broken
That no doctor can repair
Long ago I am sure this tree
Was a sight of beauty to behold
What a terrible thing, just like people
A tree to has to grow old
5-22-09/RjH
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem