Have you hugged a tree today?
If you haven't, then you should.
It doesn't take a lot of time,
And might do you both some good.
A hug's a way to show you care
Without spending lots of dough.
Just be careful where you place your hands…
Some trees are ticklish, you know.
Most of us should know that the fourth Thursday,
is called a Thanksgiving Day celebration.
The first Tuesday after the first Monday,
we elect the leaders of our nation.
Maybe you even know the first Sunday,
is when Daylight Savings comes to an end.
But did you know on November the first,
National Pomegranate Month begins.
Also, Native Heritage and Military Family Month,
Epilepsy, Alzheimer’s, and COPD awareness.
How about NAN-O-WRI-MO or Pancreatic Cancer too,
we’ll throw in No Shave November just for fairness.
The first Wednesday is Eating Healthy Day,
the first Thursday is Man Makes Dinner.
The first Friday is Samoan Arbor Day,
and of course, Black Friday is always a winner.
Who can forget World Vegan Day,
or Coronation Day of the fifth Druk in Bhutan.
It’s Liberty Day in the Virgin Islands,
Self-Defense Forces Commemoration in Japan.
It is Veterans Day on the eleventh,
Pneumonia Day on the twelve.
Parfait day on the twenty-fifth,
if you don’t care about your health.
I could just go on and on listing them,
but just between me and you.
We’d still be here reading next November,
and we probably still would not be through.
Forget arbor day
We should be celebrating arbour hour
Everyone who loves trees
Come one and all
Plant six new trees in the worn out places
Plant another tree for good measure in your garden
Plant trees until you cannot see your neighbors house
What they provide in fresh air and protection will make you
Feel like dancing, singing, and smiling
A gentle touch of her hand upon his chest
Brings "My Love Eternaal" to his lips
Certain that forever is here
Definately brings an end to the
Emptyness their hearts have felt
For a moment the silently cheer
Gracious that they were both drawn
Heaven's light
It shines on
Janet tells a story
Kindly, this may not be true
Larry's mind begins to wander
Memories of Arbor Day
Nevermind, her story bores him
Otherwise she might have said
Pretty trees are found within
Quickly bring his mind back
Really now?
Shall I go fix us supper? Janet asked
Trees that accompany your story
Until now were fiction, fable
Very sweetly he then spoke
Wonderment how fast they grew
X-rays should probably be taken
Years are usually required, but
Zeal means nothing is halfhearted
The holiday has arrived
The cheery festival of Tu'Beshvat
Concern for nature's gifts
lives on amongst
the Jewish people
I recall an old cherry tree
behind my home
I was saddened
when they finally
cut it down
The gifts of nature
should not be regarded lightly
Le us rejoice
and feast on
dried fruits, almonds and figs
We will enjoy
this Jewish Arbor day
Shalom, yes shalom
at this joyous time
in the Jewish year
Let's hope the world understands
the nature of this holiday
we should all
pause for a moment
to take joy in nature's bountiful
banquet
A trail of birdseed lies near a birdbath in my yard
Little friends of every kind have come for the reward
Not only are the birds singing… yes, you guessed, it’s true…
Now their friends of every kind are there singing, too.
It’s worked out rather well… As harmonious bliss gathers every day
A most amazing thing…the squirrels are growing wings along the way
I just can’t wait to see them take their… first ambling flight
With a little practice and time, I’m sure they’ll be quite a sight.
Soon the little bunnies will be nesting in the trees so…
I think that on Arbor Day I’d best plant more trees
I think God might be laughing or evolution is on the brink
I call it Devine Intervention or perhaps him giving us a wink
Merry Christmas and all that stuff and don’t forget to write,
Now if you would all be on your way I’d like a silent night.
It’s not that I haven’t enjoyed your stay, I have you must believe me,
I just wish that it were over now because your leaving would relieve me.
I’d like to say that the magic of this day would be with me until I die,
But out of respect for the holiday I feel that it would be wrong to lie.
I’ve spent the time following you around and picking up after your kids,
Putting food back in the refrigerator and closing up all of the lids.
I’ve even picked up your smelly socks after making Christmas dinner,
While you’ve all gotten fat it seems that I’ve grown that much thinner.
But when next year comes you’d better be here to visit with Santa Claus,
Don’t tell me that you’ll spend Christmas time over at your in-laws.
Because Christmas is a family time and we all should be together,
And you can tell your in-laws that you’ll be theirs on Arbor Day forever.
Arbor Day dawned bright.
Letting tree stretch his roots deep.
Broken by loves golden rays.
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