Favorite Tree

The other day I saw a presentation by Susan Tyler Hitchcock who has written several books including Gather Ye Wild Things and Into the Forest - the Secret Language of Trees. To prompt discussion, she suggested that we talk about our favorite tree, and thinking about the favorite trees in my life prompted this poem. I am thinking that this poem might be the basis for a book - not exactly a children's book, but a picture book painted in watercolor or soft muted acrylic washes, published in a format looking like a children's book. The illustrations for this poem may become my winter project. The photo here shows the heart-shaped crown of the scarlet oak that stands tall in my front yard - my current favorite tree, It has not yet reached this stage of color, but should in the next week or two. 

Favorite Tree

 

Do you like me have a favorite tree

or more than one like two or three

one to climb and one for shade

and one for peaceful memories made

 

When I was young my tree was too

just right to climb for me and you

and strong enough to sway us free

and help us split the air with glee

 

In teenage years I loved an oak

a boy too … we softly spoke

our words of love under the canopy

and leaves fell like tears when he would leave

 

Sycamore rocked my babies three

And watched them grow quite lovingly

Its bough held strong and did not break

while happy memories it helped us make

 

When love came late to heart and soul

a cottonwood all gnarled and bold

was like the symbol of our love

connecting earth to sky above

 

And on this land that now I share

with oaks and hickories, beech and pear

the scarlet oak’s my favorite one

her heart shaped crown my heart has won

 

I’ve loved them all but have to know

Do you love trees and help them grow

Do you like me have a favorite tree

or more than one like two or three