Majestic Trees Poem by Jean Dament

Majestic Trees



In the Spring soft breezes make the pines whisper a lullaby;
As they tower high into the cerulean sky,
Oaks & maples lend an air of splendor it seems,
Posturing like statues on the scene,
Guarding & protecting the creatures nestled amid the branches everywhere;
Where shadowy shapes in the twilight hours of Summer appear more dark & moody there;
While willow catkins gracefully sway in the wind & do a hula dance,
Causing one to stop & take a glance,
There is a diverse canopy of green that delivers great beauty above with ferma below;
And in the Fall the colorful leaves perform a lovely fashion show,
In the cold of Winter snow lays on branches & blankets all around;
While casting shadows of skeletal arms reaching our expansively upon the ground,
Majestic trees are God's gift to us offering shelter, shade & life;
As they provide us with life's necessary fresh air & too less strife.

Rravensong
Sept.23/09

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