By grasping ground the trees submit then stand
To face the stormy weather, hot or cold.
Winds slap their leaves with branches fully fanned
Yet year by year they grow on land they hold.
Small habits starting weak turn strong and bold.
They would not hesitate if they could voice
Their affirmations - life would be the choice.
They welcome all who aid their living there.
They fix one spot then from that spot rejoice
And offer wayward folk refreshing air.
Linked to dVerse Poetry Forms. Rosemary Nissen–Wade is hosting with the dizain poetry form: 10 lines, 10 syllables per line with thyme pattern ababbccdcd.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 