Mike Dailey Poet Rhyme

Trees

Trees
Some trees are twisted, some wind blown
Tied in knots, grown in stone
Some mere limbs without a leaf
Some majestic beyond belief
Some are grown on mountain tops
Some trees grow amidst our crops
Some are dainty little things
Some are massive, count their rings
Some are covered green with moss
Some so crowded you’ll get lost
Some trees guard a desert plain
Some trees line a Lovers Lane
Some of them are rife with fruit
Some of them just massive root
Some of them are naught but trunk
Some smell sweet, some smell skunk 
Some trees give off festive hues
Some trees just obstruct our views
Some trees shelter countless lives
Some trees are well worth the drives
Some trees limbs bow down to earth
Some trees soar for all their worth
Some give shelter, some give shade
All the trees our good God made
And best of all if you ask me
Is God’s gift of my family tree
If you like me applaud God’s gift
Perhaps a prayer you should uplift
For every trunk and every limb
Would be for naught if not for Him

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