Poems About: TREE

A story of the first Christmas tree I will tell
Sent to yearly remind us wishing us well
Angels had to find the most perfect tree
Perfect for everyone not just you and me read more »

After we were married and Christmas would come near
We would go buy a tree and my wife would dress it with care
All through the holidays it stood straight and tall
After the holidays I would drag it out through the hall read more »

Down on the hill slope a tree was there with flowers on it,
Season came and season goes,
it remain there with shade and fruits to give, read more »

Eagle, niggard and black
perched on sycomore on Nile bank
tasty fish gambolled in water
at lightening speed eagle caught read more »

Oh Christmas tree, Oh Christmas tree.
Lush, green ambiance standing before me.
Mesmerized by childhood memories.
I smile and ponder of which I see. read more »

Three women walked upon a road,
And the first said airily,
“Of all the trees in all the world
Which is the loving tree?” read more »

Their once was a young man who wanted to become a Gardner. There once was a young Rose Tree that wanted a Gardener. They met each other one summer day and began what seemed to be a beautiful relationship. The Gardner was attentive of his garden along with his Rose Tree and the Rose Tree was so happy that its tender branches grew and it bloomed continuously for the Gardner so he’d always be happy.

As time went by the Rose Tree noticed that Gardner wouldn’t tend to her as much as he once did. And when he did he would cut away harshly at the Rose Tree. The Rose Tree being a simple plant who did not need much attention still bloomed for the Gardner. It seemed the more she tried, the more the Gardner would cut away and the tree was now nestled in the ground. Why could this be? He had a bountiful garden that any Gardner would have loved to have. What more could anyone want thought the Rose Tree. read more »

My existence
start from a little piece of seed...

First, I was bury on the ground... read more »

One fall while walking a path beside the Snake River I spotted a baby's pacifier hanging on a tree limb just over our heads. It caused me to start singing these words to the 12 Days of Christmas tune.

On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me
A pacifier in a bare tree read more »

Tree's are

Loving read more »

Such a beautiful thing Is a tree.
In summer, in winter, in spring, in fall
the beauty of a tree, doesn't change at all read more »

Once a seedling
Well nourished and fed,
Now a giant elm
In my garden bed. read more »