Treasure Island

Connie Yost

(5/27/38 / Reed City, Michigan)

Oh, The Fir Tree


Oh, the fir tree she is green
Her inheritance is seen
In the truest blue of topaz
From her mother.

Oh, the fir tree she is wide
She shines with humble pride
She's the yellow glow of autumn
From her father.

Oh, the fir tree she is wise
She has a thousand eyes,
She understands the message
That surrounds her.

Submitted: Sunday, April 28, 2013
Edited: Monday, April 29, 2013

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