Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TREES ARE COMMON THINGS, by EDWIN B. WILKINSON First Line: A tree is such a common thing Last Line: Yes, trees are common things. Subject(s): Trees | ||||||||
A tree is such a common thing, So modest in its way, A handy place for birds to sing, A sunshade for the day. A sentinel beside my home To brave the storm king's wrath; A temple, through whose leafy dome Bright sunbeams dot my path. A staid, dependable patrol Along the city street Where grateful shade and weary soul Beneath its branches meet. A trysting place where lovers meet And make their vows anew; Contentment on a rustic seat, A luncheon just for two. A soothing blanket for the scars Upon the mountainside; A ladder reaching toward the stars Where elfin folk abide. A guard of honor near a mound Of cherished memory. A loved one sleeps beneath the ground And waits eternity. A landmark on a weary trail, A guide to cooling springs, A friendly shelter in a gale Yes, trees are common things. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PROBLEM OF DESCRIBING TREES by ROBERT HASS THE GREEN CHRIST by ANDREW HUDGINS MIDNIGHT EDEN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN REFLECTION OF THE WOOD by LEONIE ADAMS THE LIFE OF TREES by DORIANNE LAUX |
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