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The Tree
Oh, look at that tree,
Much, much taller than me,
Reaching way up for the sky.
I looked at that tree,
So much taller than me,
Thinking ‘twas higher than high.
As I looked at that tree,
I wished dreamily
That up near the clouds I could fly.
Like a bird in that tree,
So much higher than me,
Seated in his nest, warm and dry.
While I walked by that tree,
I stumbled dazedly,
Wiping a tear from my eye.
Sitting down by that tree,
I realized suddenly,
Better to accept, than ask “why?”
For God made that tree,
But…He also made me!
It is He that wiped my eyes dry.
filed under: acceptance | Flight | Realization | thoughtful
I thank you for your comments.
Yes I know...I'm not much of a poet. But my
brother, Ezra, told me about this sight; so I
thought I'd give it a try.
Serving Him,
Nathanaelâ€
This site is pretty great! My sister introduced it to me and i'v been hooked ever since =]
Your poem is lovely - it's cheerful rhyme and straightforward lines made me smile. Ezra's poetry is beautiful but your poetry is different and beautiful as well. It's so hard to compare art - and to a large extent creative writing is an art - and what one person might think is better or worse might not be to another.
Thank you so much! You made my day (and it's only 7:00 in the morning)! I can see what you mean though. I guess you could say I'm my worst critic.
Serving Him,
Nathanaelâ€
very nice =]