The Birch Tree

The birch in my backyard

Is tinkling and twinkling

In the afternoon light

It’s silver green chimes

Catching the playful breezes

As they swing by

Flexibly swaying

As the cedar

Pushes against it

Competing for the sun

How far will you

Lean and bend

Accommodating

This pushy one?

He much stronger and thicker

But you are built for dancing

I foresee you will get around him

In your stretch to the sky

 

© 2013 Julie Clark

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Categories: beauty, Life, Poetry, Trees | Tags: , , , , , , | 4 Comments

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4 thoughts on “The Birch Tree

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  2. I LOVE IT!!! Kind of like me – an adult survivor of a highly religious, non-dancing family! Hopefully “survivor” no more!

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