Silver Birch
Tall, slender, supermodel tree,
elegant trunk dappled silvery milk.
Waif-like leaves dance in the breeze,
flirt and flutter, a skirt of silk.
Arms reach skyward, lean and long,
slim limbs covering sylph-like form.
Sinewy shoulders, but still strong,
stoop and sway in the surging storm.
Birds, taking cover, settle light,
build their nests and sing their songs,
squirrels scurry to highest height,
survey their kingdom, where they belong.
What tales could you tell, towering tree,
of flora, fauna, humans too?
What wisdom will you share with me?
I will listen with respect for you.
Ruth Mawdsley
September 2019
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