The Leaning Tree
The leaning tree has battled many a storm
The scars are plain to see
It's crooked trunk and twisted branches
are a living testimony
As I pass in dreary weather
I always take a second
To rest behind his broad limbed back
hidden from the wind
When at last the summer comes
I lean upon that curving bark
There to share my favourite book
Beneath his leafy arc
Copyright © Nick Bagnall | Year Posted 2011
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