The Cedar wood tree and me
Young green weak and wispy
The wind blew you back and forth every day
The hot sun hardened your skin
The cold rain quenched your thirst and you grew
You watched the children grow with you
They left home and your family moved
Alone now you cared for no-one
Winters came and summers weren’t so hot
Mother earth was your foundation
You gripped her tight with iron veins
You survived all storms as war came and went
Children stopped playing in the garden so much
Comfortable now you had seen almost everything
You watched youngsters develop and grow near you
Some didn’t make it you accepted that now
Your limbs sometimes ached when the wind blew harder
A little less coverage this year, but who cared?
Change in the garden and this made you frightened
No longer the strongest thing in the yard
Things you knew at night were different by morning
And everything moved just a little too fast
Autumn was ending and winter was dawning
The world was getting just a bit too small
You heard someone say you were not safe to be with
Maybe that’s why, now the kids stayed away
You looked at yourself in a puddle below you
Your features were twisted and dauntingly grey
Wearily you straighten, bits broken and missing
How did this happen to one who stood proud
Days now seems longer with shorter achievements
Harder and harder to get through the rain
Nightfall and snowfall one follows the other
When will the sunshine be coming again?
Then you realise it’s there but you can no longer see it
Its warmth can no longer get through to your heart
Calmly you rest back as the world spins around you
And your last leaf gently floats to the ground
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Author:
Andrew Charles Forrest (
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- Category: Reflection
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Beautiful sad words Andrew, will this happen to all?
A fine write Andrew.
an emotive poem if ever there was.... thoroughly enjoyed my friend...
The feel of end nearing for a long-lived tree will hit hearts of readers like me dear Andrew - this has to be one of your best and most certainly I will read it over again and again - perfectly quilled and into my favs with this sad little gem.
Wow. This is truly wonderful. Heartbreaking actually... The life of a tree is surely a magical thing. Great work.
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