Today I learned
something new
for me.
I learned that a tree
isn't always a tree.
Some trees
don't have leaves,
you see.
A wooden form
to fit inside
a leather shoe
is a shoe tree.
A wooden post
to hold
lots of hats
is a hat tree.
And a tree
to hold
my genealogy
is a family tree.
So you see
not all trees
have leaves.
My citrus tree has been blooming and the smell is delightful. But this morning when I looked out at the tree, I noticed someone had been eating all the leaves. I felt like Baby Bear, "Someone has been eating at my citrus tree and they ate it all up."
So when I started to write today's poem, I guess the word tree was stuck in my brain. Your challenge for today is to pick a word and write a poem about the different meanings of the word. I'm thinking spoon, or run, might work well. Let me know what word you chose and have fun writing your poem.
Joy,
ReplyDeleteYou have a great attitude considering something's been eating your citrus tree. Baby Bear would make a great character to add into a poem about your experience.
This is a really nice poem. I feel sorry for your poor citrus tree! But then today my husband and I were out cutting branches from our apple tree. It seemed a cruel thing to do, but in the long run it is for the best. 8-)
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