Oh the stories I could tell
If you had the time to dwell
Underneath my branches as they sway
And create shade on a warm day.
The loves that sat in the very spot
You choose today to stand and plot,
You could be listening to my stories
That warn of worries unnecessary.
I’ve seen it all
From love, lust, and great falls.
My bark impressed with countless tales
Of hearts and names and even wedding vows.
The hearts that broke
When someone spoke
That were not provoked.
The laughter, joy, and fun
While children did run
And play childhood games
While shouting each other’s names.
The smiles and tears
The hugs and the shrugs
The pain and the gain
The love from above.
I’ve given to all
What they needed in time
But I’ve taken
All that was mine.
The things that I’ve witnessed
Gave me sight to be seen
For without all the experiences underneath me
I would not be green.
I’ve been nourished
Through them all
For even a tree
Has hopes and desires
To enjoy what’s free.
copyright Robyn Graham
Yep, I’m a literal tree hugger! LOL! Love this!
Thanks Linda!! Blessings, Robyn
Even a tree has hopes … I’ve always thought that trees had souls 🙂 Beautiful photo!
Thanks so much Laurie! I love your thinking! Best, Robyn
Thanks so much Elisa! Have a wonderful day! Robyn
I have a love for trees, Robyn, and your poem increased that ten-fold. Beautiful!
Thanks Marylin!Have a fabulous week! XO Robyn
the branches makes it so cool 🙂
The photo is beautiful and the poem even more! It reminds me a little of a childrens story called the “Giving Tree”, but yours is happier 🙂
Thanks ever so much Judy! So happy to know you enjoyed it. I certainly had “The Giving Tree” in mind when I wrote the poem. Despite the sadness and loneliness of the book I’ve always liked it. Blessings, Robyn