My Tree Poem by John F. McCullagh

My Tree



Some time ago, I planted a sapling,
a non-fruiting pear tree,
in the back garden of my home.
I planted it to take the place
Of an older tree lost in a storm.
I have watched it wax
As I have waned.
I know someday it will give its shade
To others of my kind
Who are to me unknown.

Monday, July 4, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: philosophical
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Anonymous Greek Proverb — 'Society grows great when old men plant trees whose shade they know they shall never sit in.'
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