General Sherman
From ancient roots, life surges through his veins
to feed the Lord of Sequoia fame.
Bursting through clouds with arms raised to God,
he honors his Maker who seeded him in sod.
Awestruck men gawk in wondrous delight,
their eyes fixed upon this marvel of might.
Storms rage through woods, seeking timber to slay—
a fruitless endeavor, for the General won’t sway.
Copyright © Marc Kramer | Year Posted 2026
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