Happy Poetry Saturday Friends!!!!,
I got to spend a couple of outings this week surrounded by trees, Redwood trees, and Cyprus trees. Beautiful and I love trees.
Here is a poem about trees and rain, I’m not a fan of rain but I love the sound of rain on trees.
A Drop Fell on the Apple Tree —
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A Drop Fell on the Apple Tree -- Another -- on the Roof -- A Half a Dozen kissed the Eaves -- And made the Gables laugh -- A few went out to help the Brook That went to help the Sea -- Myself Conjectured were they Pearls -- What Necklace could be -- The Dust replaced, in Hoisted Roads -- The Birds jocoser sung -- The Sunshine threw his Hat away -- The Bushes -- spangles flung -- The Breezes brought dejected Lutes -- And bathed them in the Glee -- Then Orient showed a single Flag, And signed the Fete away --
Psalm 1:3
That person is like a tree planted by streams of water,
which yields its fruit in season
and whose leaf does not wither—
whatever they do prospers.
TTFN and God Bless and Keep You!!
Danie with an E reflections 