A tree among many others…
This is my blurb for Thursday October 24th….
I once stood tall with many of my friends in the forest.. I was the tallest tree in the part of the forest I lived in.. I could see far and wide.. I would talk with the smaller trees and let them know what I had seen that day.. I was the senior to all those trees that reached to touch the sky.. I was the first to see the storm as it rolled our way.. I would warn all others to hold on tight to the ground.. The smaller trees would wrap their leaves around my trunk.. My roots have been deep in the ground for many years and were strong.. I am the king of this forest.. I protect those that grow here.. The storms that have tugged my branches are many and those that have taken some of my limbs.. Year after year, the weather has been cruel and unkind to some of my forest friends.. The remnants of their once strong branches, lay on the forest floor.. It takes strength to survive the torcher of the winds.. My friend now rests up against the closest tree to where he grew..
Leaning on each other..
I have shed many gallons of sappy tears for all those that have gone before me.. I move my leaves to give the saplings below the sun they need to grow.. My bark has been picked away by bugs and beetles.. Elmwood disease has claimed many trees.. Now the Asian Beetle is taking a big bite out of our forest and urban area trees.. We are fading away… Do humans know just how important we really are to them?? We clean the air they breath each day.. We make shade for human’s to ling under.. Benches are placed at the bottom of our trunks.. People often come to sit and talk with other human friends.. When the rain falls the humans find shelter under my leaves.. I have been struck by lightening.. The sun has bleached my bare branches white.. The winters, and summers have worn me down.. I am old…
Sitting in the shelter of my branches..
My bark has long since dropped from my trunk, my branches have fallen to the ground… I am no longer the king of this place.. My branches lay on the ground in a pile of decaying wood.. There will be many trees to follow me and take my place.. They will be the kings of this ravished forest, where once I was the king..
I have returned to where I began…
Our world is a much better place thanks to the trees we plant each year… And the ones that grow in the cover of the kings are our future… 🙂 🙂 I wish everyone love and prosperity… Be kind to each other, and strive to be all you can be.. Till Tuesday… Have a wonderful Friday and a great weekend.. Smile often 🙂 🙂 🙂
MAGS… Thanks for stopping by… 🙂 🙂