Chessnut memory

7 Dec 2023 5:43 pm A distant memory upon the winter breeze The spring scent of fertile chessnut trees So broad and strong standing tall against the storms Producing bushels of sweet sustanace and burs of thorns I remember when I stood so strong against the wind Branching out to produce and provide a home and win There were many storms and burs of thorns That produced sweet sustance of memories adored Like the nuts of that tree my family is scattered I am alone with not much that matters The tree was cut down by those who knew not its great worth Nothing left of it to remember but grass covered earth One day I to will go down, only a memory in someone to be found And as the tree I will be grass and ground