Edwina Reizer

Rookie - 42 Points (12/22/1937 / LAKEWOOD, NJ)

Regeneration - Poem by Edwina Reizer

The pine needles covered the ground like a carpet
and their fragrance was all around.
The pinecones scattered here and there
punctuated the ground.
The firs were thick, stately and tall
and had grown for many a year.
They grew with the company of each other
and it did appear
that all of the forest creatures
whether large or small
were content to see the pine needles
continuously fall.
All seemed peaceful and quiet
on the forest floor,
until the animals sensed a danger.
Then there came a roar.
Most feared by all the fir trees
a spark had created a flame
and as the animals ran for their life,
nothing was the same.
The fire spread and one by one
the firs were engulfed by smoke.
Unable to breathe, they stood their ground
and silently did choke.
Consumed by a blazing fire
they quietly went to sleep.
The sweet pine aroma was absent
and into the air did creep
a sorrow for all of the trees that died
that once had stood so high.
The rain that came to cleanse the ground
was a gift to them from the sky.
For they would begin to grow again
from the rain and sun that shone.
The firs would grow and regenerate
and then would come the cone.

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Comments about Regeneration by Edwina Reizer

  • (11/25/2010 1:50:00 PM)


    A well written description about the regeneration of fir trees here. An enjoyable read for nature lover's like me. Thanks for sharing.

    Spiritsong
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 25, 2010



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