So. Why am I posting this? Because I want to. This is a blog right? And it’s my blog. And people love radom stuff that has nothing to do with the wedsite that it is on, right? So, without further ado, The King Of The Trees:
The King Of The Trees
By Elizabeth Breedlove
The Pine stands strong, tall and erect
And people think that is best.
The little Maple is trying so hard,
To stand with its beauty, strong in the yard.
The Sable Palm (ugh, the poor little thing)
Can hardly even be called a tree.
This rip off of the stately Palm,
Has many, many, many qualms.
But the Live Oak is, oh, such a beautiful thing!
The stately, royal, wonderful king.
His branches sweep far down below,
To reach his subjects both high and low.
The children love to climb on him,
But he doesn’t mind, not one single bit.
And so, that is my random tree poem. And why did I post it? Because I wanted to.
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