Roger's Roughneck Wisdom

I Have a Tree

By Roger Wilson 7/19/14

Outside my front window,

I have a tree.

Roger's Tree

Inside my mind, I have a lover,

a friend.

I have a tree.
 

Every morning when I greet

the day—one quick look and

my tree is there to say—

DON’T waste the day.

I have a tree.


Every season, my tree sings a different song.

Winter with all her bones dry and ugly and bare,

she beats my roof and window.

She tells me she’s still here.

I have a tree.

After winter has come and gone—

a new song is sung all day long.

Look how smooth my bark has become—

look how strong my trunk has grown.

I have a tree.

Spring brings green on all my bare bones.

I feel so handsome—soaking up the sun.

Look out world, my show has just begun.

Millions of bright pink and white blossoms appear.

It’s my way of saying I love you, dear.

I have a tree.

 After the hummingbird has done her bit,

I just shed all this glory and rest a bit.

I have a tree.

It is now summer and I dance and shine—in morning sun.

I get to wave to you all day long.

Gentle winds and golden light make our lives a simple delight.

I have a tree.

How wonderful life can be!

I have a secret lover—and Her love sustains me.

I have a tree.

 

From Ariele: Wow, Roger, this is terrific! If readers want to see other things Roger has done, check out Sharing Stories at http://northwestprimetime.com LOCAL page. Use the search function for Roger Wilson or Sharing Stories. In September’s print version of Northwest Prime Time, I’ve turned my Poetry Corner and Writing Corner into Roger Wilson land. Be sure to pick one of those up at the library or senior centers. 

Ariele Huff