A lone tree in a forest, nothing to set it apart
Not the biggest or the smallest, in shade gets its start
In the shadows of giants steadily it grows
Amongst many grand and old, unnoticed it goes
Not aware of how time did creep, the tree for years did sleep
Unnoticed by itself and all about it, a sapling's roots grew deep
A hundred years it passes in shadows of the tall
Over a century now, where once surrounding giants have grown small
Now it shades those giants that once towered above its crown
Those that looked down on it now below it sit as it looks down
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great write and a fav
Thank you Norman for your read and comment it is valued and most appreciated
most welcome
Beautiful write, Soren. I can hear Tolkien and Turtle Island in this poem.
Thanks so much my friend for the read and kind words of support and encouragement they are most appreciated
A really enjoyable write Sorenbarret.
- Syd
Thank you so much Syd for the read and kind words of support they are most appreciated
A very nice and deep write! Thanks, my friend
Thanks so much for the read and kind words of comment they are very important to me.
A consistent easy does it, does it all the time ποΈπ
Thanks so much my friend for the review and comment it means a lot
Nice story. Your story revolves around a lone tree in a forest that initially exists in the shadow of larger, older trees. Over time, as the tree grows and matures, it ultimately becomes more significant than the giants that once overshadowed it.
Thank you Friendship for the review and yes that is the story indeed. Your support is most appreciated
Good write SB. Yes, in a nearby wood, we can get to know certain trees and where they are located.
Thanks Orchi for the read and comment yes and some have knot holes
This speaks to me because there have been seasons where it felt like nothing was changing...only to realize much later that those were the years laying the deepest roots. Your poem captures that truth beautifully. Thanks for sharing it, my friend. πΉπ€ππ―οΈπ¦ββ¬
Thank you Tristan for the review of this piece and your always most pertinent comment. It is deeply appreciated
Incredibly beautiful. Wisdom and metaphor at its finest. πΉ
Thanks so much Teddy for the read and comment my friend
Reminds me of children, outgrowing their parents. That includes me. Wonderful writing.
Thank you so much for the read and comment it is appreciated
I get an Impression of a Person growing from Child to Adulthood here. Liked it. π
Thank you so much Kevin for the read and comment yes you have the essence of it.
Super write soren and so very true about life in general.
Andy
Thank you so much Andy your reads and comments mean a lot my friend
Yes but the timber from those old growth trees is sometimes magnificent.
Thanks so much for the read and comment it is most appreciated. Yes I have a house built of old growth hardwood and it is amazing
A man after my own heart!
Wonderful and a fact of life. πimpressed
Thank you so much Nafisa for the read and comment it is deeply appreciated
welcome..have a great week ahead
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