Old Man Tree....

Old man tree,
with leaves of green, brown & gold
you were so small, when your face last saw the ground.

Now children play beneath your feet
where as once you played below others.

I wonder, do you still remember the old days ?
How did you survive the huntsman's axe
or all of those fires that killed your kin ?

From old Ents, to new Children Of The Forrest,
your life has seen them all,
too many wars & deaths
and too few peaceful years & births.

Old man tree,
I remember climbing you
when I was small & you seemed so big.

Now, I'm old & can not climb
& you are even taller.
Your children will grow
& my children will have children of their own.

Old Man tree,
I thank you for a memory.
May your bark be ever brown
& your leaves ever green.

Just a bit of fun.... until next time...

Bye Bye