This Tree Of Mine Poem by Mitchell Long

This tree of mine, I watch and wait
Until the day I can relate
As I sit and hope desire
I sit and watch the blazing fire

As she grows my spirit too
I witness something, something knew
Power, pride, and something more
I leave these things I loved before

I venture far to nowhere known
Somewhere where no wear is shown
A ravens cry as blissful night
This tree I watch, I knew was right

This tree I watch all night and day
Has no doubt I’ll find the way
It knows this crown, this crown I wear
Will face the sun, my grateful stare