Shaded By The Older Trees Poem by Thomas Hooker
Shaded By The Older Trees
More patient now, time has past,
it's nostalgic watching young ones grow,
they twist and bend in crooked winds.
Limbs reaching for sky, by a sturdy truck
with branches tall and green, the roots
alive stories to tell, some lessons
hard, while others sweet.
So young, so green, they're growing tall,
just waiting for their day...until that time,
they'll be, shaded by the older trees.
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