One Tree Poem by Ernestine Northover
One Tree
Against a clear and deep blue sky,
One tree stretched tall, its branches high,
And stiffly they, of movement none,
Stood true and straight, their course to run.
The wind it whistled strong, and shrilled
Between those branches, stiff and chilled,
But not one twig could it but sway,
And having tried, swept on its way.
Against a clear and deep blue sky,
One tree stretched tall, its branches high,
And with great dignity, it kept its stance,
No wind would ever make it dance.
© Ernestine Northover
I love the steadfastness that your beautiful description evokes. Susie.
I love this........(I have a ''thing'' for trees you know!) I can see this tree clearly Ernestine! Sincerely, Mary
This is just beautiful, Ernestine...and the last stanza is a wonderful finish. Raynette
Wonderful, Ernestine. I like the way that you animate the tree and give it life: that is; you personify it. It stands as a good metaphor for how we should face adversity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I've found another Ernestine! ! ! , Things are looking up, I will send you something in the mail connected to this one as I have enjoyed it so much, Love Duncan