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Spectators

Dedicated to my dear friend Sarah (with an H) for pointing out God's creation of nature in Isaiah 55:12
There are many trees in my yard
Beautifully made by our creator
Those admired most have names
All of the others I call Spectators

Each one seems uniquely styled
Being the tree it was meant to be
Let me introduce you to the ones
That seem the most favorite to me

In the front begins with Laverne
A beautiful, long haired, palm tree
The queen of the trees in the yard
Wearing green bling for all to see

I guess one day, one of the birds
That were nesting there one morn
Decided to take a seedling to plant
Maybe that’s how Shirley was born

Then there’s Ruby the rubber tree
That always comes back each year
Not really sure how that can happen
By her stands Buckley, a fake deer

In the back I’ll take you to David
A big pine tree that the storm injured
Still tall enough to see from the front
One day I plan to have him sculptured

Goliath is the other gigantical pine tree
Being like a timer for me when I swim
Bringing the biggest shade to the pool
Blocking the sun as it heads towards him

Angelo, a woodpecker, lives in a dead tree
That tree has been named Angelo’s Condo
I think the reason he took residence there
Was to sculpture the David tree, I hope so

The Katy bunch is a pointy tropical group
That grow so crazy wild next to my pond
Even though we battle at each trimming
With each one of them I remain quite fond

The Thibodeaux tree stands in the back
A little grapefruit tree to one day bloom
A day will come when he grows very big
I am sure there should be enough room

All of the rest of the trees are spectators
Watching in hopes to be noticed one day
I listen to the sounds of their distant cheer
They wave as the wind makes them sway

I like to admire the growth cycle of each tree
Some offer nesting places for a variety of birds
That brings different tunes in their happy songs
With the most beautiful sounds I’ve ever heard

There are the ones that seem completely confident
As they begin to lose their leaves by the time of fall
They seem to know it is meant to be and soon to pass
As they keep their branches standing up mighty and tall

I sure hope you are inspired to notice more of the trees
Please remember those spectators that are looking at you
Trying to get your attention to perhaps be given a name
Maybe now you might even want to name a few too

Florence McMillian (Flo)

Copyright © Florence Mcmillian | Year Posted 2011

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