An old tree, so stately and tall
Stands in Whitehall.
Officials have talked as they walked by
Of the law
And, gazing at the sky forecast rain
And coming war.
Bombs have fallen from the sky.
And empire’s fire has died.
But this fine old tree survives.
And now I pass by
My heart humbled by this tree.
A fine tribute to the many trees that have seen far more than we have.
Thank you. I’m delighted you like this poem of mine.
You are very welcome.
A wonderful and thoughtful poem. Thanks for sharing, Kevin! xx Michael
I’m delighted you like my poem, Michael. Thank you for commenting and liking. Best wishes. Kevin