The Magnolia Tree - Poem by Karen Egleston
It stands tall in splendor with its glossy green leaves
reaching out to the sun.
Just its mere presence makes you feel so small.
Magnificent in stature long after its birth,
It's trunk remains rooted well to the earth.
Strictly a Southern treasure which is well-recognized,
A heritage shows with every sunrise.
Many frontier tales can sound its power,
while ancestors can remember waiting
for its abundant bloom.
White blossomed flowers delicate for a bride,
yet large enough for plentiful bouquets of
resplendent wealth to the eyes of the beholder.
Yes, for all to see is the beauty of a tree.
Much to my amazement is gazing upon this gift of nature,
One sees the deep lines of life weaving its story.
The Magnolia Tree is one of glory.
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