The School Tree Poem by ANDREW BLAKEMORE

The year was nineteen seventy three
At school we set a sapling tree
Back then it was as tall as me
But now it towers above,
My classmates there did gather round
Upon the shaded grassy ground
And birdsongs then did sweetly sound
It stood for peace and love.

I then recall that I was seven
I watched it grow until eleven
I was so young and life was heaven
And joy filled every day,
But now so many years have passed
My childhood dreams just didn't last
As time went by so very fast
I'm left now in dismay.

For now my school has sadly gone
The land been cleared it stood upon
Where children played there now are none
And chill wind now does blow,
As now I look upon that tree
Which once did stand as tall as me
I shed a tear in sympathy
For now the truth I know.