Beautiful Tree Poems

In the center of the city,
There was a plum tree
Whose flowers were in bloom;
White and rose
They attracted the attention
Of whoever walked by;
In the morning a...

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Spring and Summer those seasons went by
The best thing in the world always falls from the sky
No matter the situation, the love was theirs
The price...

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Violet Smith lived in Center Kingdom. Her neighbors were Jack and Jill;
Like orange sun, of a pink morning, when it's just peeking over blue hills.

With...

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Mankind in all his stupidity and greed is slowly destroying our beautiful earth, the warnings are there but he chooses to ignore them. 
Quote by...

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"The faces of pretty flowers will brighten anyone's day." By Poet

Today I took a walk down the street,
and found a beautiful flower garden.
I was in...

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Silhouette of tree
Bending against skeleton breeze
Dipped in gold moonshine...

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"The earth has music for those who listen." 
- George Santayana.
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The rhythm on tree backs from woodpeckers' knocks,
With rustling of leaves as the trees moan...

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On a hill far, far, away there lives a dead willow tree.
And if you visit there’ll be a girl, with long inky hair as deep...

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Two figures laughing in the tangible woodlands
just as they were the young teens during first visit
enjoying the walk through the vegetation to look
for the spot...

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From a distance
It is the most beautiful thing
An oasis created by God
Out in the middle of an empty sea of grass
A symbol of life abounding
With...

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Tree standing high and tall
Once was short and small
Branches reaching up to the sky
Swaying in the wind’s gentle sigh
Roots digging far and deep
Still with life...

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Jack Horner was an impish little boy, who lived on Cherry Orchard farm;
That produced varieties of fruit. For a mellowing sun, kept groves warm.

The Horners...

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For 36 years it’s been a Christmas tradition for Deborah and me
that the only gift we give each other is a Christmas tree.

As we decorate...

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Sitting under this Weeping Willow 
tree, I think of yesterdays gone by.

The special times I spent with my 
Mom and Dad, I reminisce and cry.

They're...

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The sun disappears much, much later, an hour later to be exact.
This translates into having more daylight and a longer afternoon,
To watch the strolling peacocks...

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