Trees? Are We?
So, me? A tree?
How could that be?
You say they're much like humans
If that's the case; as you might say,
then I'm one from Sundarbans
Passur, most praised
Oh sure, that's it
I'm sure you'd beg to differ
Keora - most graceful it's been labeled
with that you cannot argue
But if you must, go right ahead
with leaves of RED
I'm Japanese Maple
Dwarf Willow, the smallest they call
going down the lines
or Bristlecone Pines
Oldest living tree -- Don't you dare insist this tree is me!
But, the most fruitful there is
Is the spirit that lives
in the seeds that we plant day by day
Copyright © Patricia Crawford | Year Posted 2006
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