Margaret Elizabeth Sangster

(1838-1912 / USA)

The River And The Tree - Poem by Margaret Elizabeth Sangster

'You are white and tall and swaying,' sang the river
to the tree,
'And your leaves are touched with silver - but you
never smile on me;
For your branches murmur love songs to the sun-
kissed turquoise sky,
And you seem so far above me that I always hurry

'You are laughing in your shallows, you are somber
in your deeps,
And below your shining surface there's a heart that
never sleeps;
But all day you pass me, dancing, and at evening
time you dream,
And I didn't think you liked me,' sang the birch-
tree to the stream.

So they got a bit acquainted on a glowing summer
And they found they liked each other (which is often
times the way);
And the river got so friendly, and it ran so very slow,
That the birch-tree shone reflected in the water down

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 13, 2010

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