the willow always hangs its leaf
poor cedar fights for sun
the cypress bares its strength with ease
and elm, the stately one
the gentle pine tree holds the snow
gnarly branches for the apple
the poplar can blot out a view
autumn oak leafs turn to dapple
and oh the mighty maple tree
both strong and brave when bare
blossoms crimson life to see
its golden sap for all to share
but 'tis the prickly chestnut tree
with fruit a conking nut
that leaves me caught in reverie
before innocence was cut.
(c) ArdentTly