Tree In Waverly Hall, Georgia
Why do your limbs resemble
A Jewish Mennorah Lamp
Is it from so many children playing
On your delicate limb when your were young
Or are you reaching upward
To God's sky in appreciation
For the sun and rain
For which men only complain
I don't know why
I wasn't here when
You were planted
But you are beautiful to me
(There is a town called Waverly Hall and in that town is a tree I think Magnolia but not sure.
It is shaped like a Mennorah Lamp with its limbs touching the ground. I thought of a poem
one day when we were going through this town on our way to Columbus. I could just see
children playing on this tree when it was young and shaping its branches. This is also a
medaphor for something else.)
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2009
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