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The Willow Tree at the end of the Road

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The Willow Tree at the end of the Road

I must have been 7 when I first climbed that old willow tree,
The gang called it the club house.
There was Jodie, Bridget and of course Rebecca the Wrecker. 
I think that that tree was more of school than school.
It was more a parent than my parents.
I certainly learned more about life, boys and the fear of falling,
Than any other place I've been.
We once placed 5 snake eyed marbles there.
The first was Courage in Adversity.
The second marble was Joy in the good times.
The third was Faith to overcome Doubt.
The fourth was Love thy Father.
The fifth marble was Love thy Mother.

I went back one day, all grown up.
I saw that the council had a sign on the tree.
This tree is regarded as unsafe. 
Please beware.

Oh doubt in my childhood. Fear in the  every day.
Let not the pangs of daily life ever erase
The treasured moments in that tree.

Copyright © Rebecca Watson

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  1. Date: 7/6/2012 2:00:00 AM
    Rebecca, it's just a tree!!!David

    Watson Avatar Rebecca Watson
    Date: 7/6/2012 7:21:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    I know but it's just my tree.
  1. Date: 7/4/2012 8:26:00 PM
    I love willow trees and I love this poem, Rebecca. Relating it to treasures of childhood. I didn't realize it was ABC. Are you sure it's not a type of free verse or something? Welcome to Soup. I left a note to your comment to me back at my Chiron poem.

  1. Date: 7/4/2012 4:25:00 PM
    Rebecca you are wonderful, thanks for this piece. Shallom.

  1. Date: 7/2/2012 6:15:00 PM
    What a treasure house of memories... I love Rebecca the wrecker, and your 5 marble interlude was a pleasure to read! Welcome to the Soup! Best wishes, Keith

  1. Date: 7/2/2012 6:11:00 PM
    If you don't care, then don't read, and don't comment.

  1. Date: 6/13/2012 6:12:00 PM
    loved it,just posted a poem Laugh out Loud,the link between both poems made me smile,check it out,great write Rebecca

  1. Date: 6/7/2012 3:51:00 PM
    This is really VERY good , Rebecca. You are very talented and I look forward to reading more...There was a tree in our yard when I was a kid and I practically LIVED in it in the summer. I replied to your recent comment on my poem...check it out if you like - Tim

  1. Date: 6/7/2012 3:37:00 AM
    A lovely written poem Rebecca, thank you. - oxox Anne-Lise

  1. Date: 6/4/2012 3:04:00 AM
    I enjoyed his very much. Thanks for sharing it.

  1. Date: 6/3/2012 7:38:00 PM
    thinking about life lessens; a child may fall out of it and break an arm. and it will be a lesson for the child. but another child may climb higher and his fall takes his life. is that a lesson for the parent. only God knows.

  1. Date: 6/1/2012 12:07:00 PM

  1. Date: 5/27/2012 4:04:00 AM
    "So Beautifully said, I Have tressured those moments as well. As for the comment on my page, the message was: loving some one that you can't have, and doen't notice you Only in reflection.

  1. Date: 5/24/2012 12:29:00 AM
    A case of the past being part of our future, and sometimes we go back to the future. Alas, it's never as it was. Nostalgic piece, thoroughly enjoyed :)

  1. Date: 5/22/2012 11:25:00 AM
    Enjoyed reading your wonderful poetry today Rebecca. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 5/21/2012 6:58:00 PM
    Sounds like a wonderful memory...I think you will keep that forever...poor old tree...BG

    Watson Avatar Rebecca Watson
    Date: 5/21/2012 8:45:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    They did chop it down but I believe it sent up a new tree somewhere else. Thank you for your kind comment