Don't normally post a lot of poetry here, but this came to mind just a bit ago.
Do you ever think about trees
Have you ever sat back and just watched them
I remember this big ole tree in our yard when I was young
It stood there proud and strong
Sometimes it looked like it wanted to talk
I think it did – in tree language
They way it moved in the wind
It seemed to whisper thoughts
What it reminded me of was one of J.R.R.Tolkien’s Ents
Especially when it stomped mean ole Jessie T into the dirt
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