Tall pine majestically towers over our yard
magically scattering pine needles upon the grass and in the garden.
It’s the last of the neighborhood kind…
except one other
several hundred feet up the road.
Perhaps it’s guarded for a hundred years
and seen families come and go!
If it could murmur our stories
what would it share of us all?
It’s weathered the storms and treacherous winds,
constantly shedding limbs but still remains mighty!
In spring and summer it scatters needles here and there.
Bold frosty winter coaxes pine to rest
as it holds heaps of snow
upon its branches.
Our home was once called ” the Pines” ,
where these giant trees encompassed the acres,
four bold beauties just in our front view.
Will Tall Pine remain while we live and love here?
Will it be struck down in front
of our bewildered eyes?
We just don’t know it’s fate!
In the meantime we look up at it
and revel in it’s enormous beauty and stature.
It deserves this place,
a sacred spot on our land
and in our hearts.
All My Best,
Heart and Soul ❤