Trees

Written by: Shadow Hamilton

Watch and listen carefully.
There, do you hear the stirring?
Wander over and move the bracken
see the hedgehog scurry away,
now fat and sleepy


Tall pines are waving
as the gentle breeze blows
branches are dancing


Aromatic scent of their wood
floods the valley, everything
smelling so fresh from the tang.
Birds sing out in happiness
perching high up in the canopy.


The mighty oak who's
heavily laden acorns
crash down to the ground


Squirrels quickly gather them up
to store for winter hiding them
in hollow trunks and small cracks.
Then tuck themselves up
in their dreys to hibernate


Horse chestnut ripens
swelling up in fruition
kernels taste so sweet


Now the hot chestnut sellers
stand by their braziers
toasting the nuts
passing them out in
brown paper bags,
watch the child tossing one
from hand to hand
impatient for them to cool


Ash stately stands guard
over the silent churchyard
no trespassing here


Well tended graves
nestle under its canopy
crosses and angels standing watch too,
a quiet place to come and reflect.


Yew so poisonous
keeps the animals at bay
protecting the graves