As strong as the mystic Oak
as bountiful as the Chestnuts burden
liken to palm tree on a lonely island
kind as a spring apple blossom
Sometimes weeping liken to a Willow
bending in waters hiding tears
singing like a London Plain
in the smoggy city streets
****** as a Beach Tree
glorious as mountain Pine
oh how wondrous
in avenues they do bind
See the Elms worrying
as beetles invade their bark
undermining their existence
to their extinction
Yet the amorous smell of Cherry blossoms
does late at night fill the midnight air
and all comes to winters realms
Christmas presents are laid under it's frame
of the greatest of Pines
As the Sycamore sings
bare and wanting of summers light
holding strong at winters bite
this is why I love trees
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Nov 2, 2015
Nov 2, 2015 at 6:29 PM UTC
As strong as the mystic Oak
as bountiful as the Chestnuts burden
liken to palm tree on a lonely island
kind as a spring apple blossom
Sometimes weeping liken to a Willow
bending in waters hiding tears
singing like a London Plain
in the smoggy city streets
****** as a Beach Tree
glorious as mountain Pine
oh how wondrous
in avenues they do bind
See the Elms worrying
as beetles invade their bark
undermining their existence
to their extinction
Yet the amorous smell of Cherry blossoms
does late at night fill the midnight air
and all comes to winters realms
Christmas presents are laid under it's frame
of the greatest of Pines
As the Sycamore sings
bare and wanting of summers light
holding strong at winters bite
this is why I love trees
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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