Jo Young Poet Rhyme

The Lonely Tree

You’ve all seen me, on your walks, your travels - the lonely tree
If you have had a thought - your probably would have just said, that’s strange,
but it’s nature - so let it be

But I have feelings you know
Why when my seed was planted - others not sown
I grew up with no friends
Occasionally I would be looked at by the farmer who would tend

To any branches growing in the wrong direction
And with a saw, he would take out that section
But to me, it was like taking off a limb
One that I spent years growing and now sprouting acorns that would yield
Necessary food for birds and animals as I stood lonely in this field

I stand throughout the seasons
In wind, rain, snow and blizzards  - in weather that may be considered treason
But of all seasons, I welcome the spring
My arms (branches) start producing blossom - making my wooden heart go “ting”

The sun is now so warm
That is welcome, but not the wasps that swarm
To any nooks and crannies I might have in my trunk
To build a nest at the cost of the little birds who have to do a bunk

Summer is hot, making my roots thirsty
And the growing wheat noisily cracking and snapping in the sunshine - now looking dirty
In the woods nearby I hear different buds tweeting
Neighbouring fields I hear sheep bleating

But as you will see I am still that lonely tree
But now it is the Autumn, bringing the tractor that ploughs my field
Carefully circumventing me before planting more seed
For more wheat to grow next year
With the wind, I shake my leaves and shed a tear
As I understand that it will be another year
That I will be that lonely tree

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Rico Leffanta October 30, 2021 at 11:29 AM In the wilderness, one frequently sees a lonely tree, usually the result of a flying bird dropping the seed, but its survival is still quite remarkable! Enjoyed!

Darlene De Beaulieu October 30, 2021 at 11:15 AM Hello Jo young, Welcome tp Poetry Soup. In a farmer's field I often see a lonely tree. I look at it and wonder why it is there. I do not think a tree should be alone. It should have another tree for company. Enjoy your day my friend.