A Sentiment

God knew what He was doing when He sent a gentle breeze and brought a lovely butterfly to set my heart at ease. The happiness of your friendship and the gentleness of your words have touched my life in special ways and now I feel assured. Thank you for your loyalty and for reading everyday. I only hope you find things to make a happy day.

Monday, August 4, 2008

Our River Birch in the winter.

Here is a poem for Monday. We noticed on our drive, yesterday, that many trees are suffering in our town. Especially the birches, mountain ashes, and some maples. Their leaves are drying up and dropping to the ground. The leaves are lacy and they look like the J. Beetle has been at work. Will these trees survive? I don't know a whole lot about trees, I guess we will have to see what happens.

WHAT does he plant who plants a tree?
He plants a friend of sun and sky;
He plants the flag of breezes free;
The shaft of beauty, towering high.

He plants a home to heaven anigh
For song and mother-croon of bird
In hushed and happy twilight heard --
The treble of heaven's harmony --
These things he plants who plants a tree.

What does he plant who plants a tree?
He plants cool shade and tender rain,
And seed and bud of days to be,
And years that fade and flush again;
He plants the glory of the plain;
He plants the forest's heritage;
The harvest of a coming age;
They joy that unborn eyes shall see --
These things he plants who plants a tree.

What does he plant who plants a tree?
He plants, in sap and leaf and wood,
In love of home and loyalty
And far-cast thought of civic good --
His blessing on the neighborhood
Who in the hollow of His hand
Holds all the growth of all our land --
A nation's growth from sea to sea
Stirs in his heart who plants a tree.

Henry Cuyler Bunner


Anonymous said...

Hopefully the damage is minimal and they will recover once the beetles are gone. Is there anything they won't eat? I wonder.

Balisha said...

We've had the beetles before, but nothing like this year.They will be gone soon. Then something will take their place. LOL

Judy said...

Love the poems. I have liked the one by Kilmer for years. Never heard the other one but like it. Hope the trees survive.