Great Grandfather Tree

Great grandfather tree was wizen and wise.
He kept to himself, southeast of where the crow flies.
We ventured toward him whenever we needed advice.
He was usually entertaining the ducks, locust and mice.

Everyone in the woods gravitated to Great grandfather tree.
His advice was sage, succinct, and as easy to follow as could be.
You almost never got to speak to him alone, he was surrounded by kin.
Sometimes they had to part to let you wander on in.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Hankins Avatar
September 21, 2022 at 9:56 AM
A very interesting piece, Caren. Most of us never had opportunity to know our grandfathers. My grandmother was buried beneath a tree she planted as a little girl.
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September 22, 2022 at 12:13 PM
I knew both grandfathers. One was nice. The other one was not.
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