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 —
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 --
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!!