The stump of a horse chesnut tree
Sits in the long grass beside a path
That has simply been made
By countless numbers of passing feet
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You put it quite so well in this poem what a tree goes through. Why, I do say, that this poem of yours is very good, indeed. I shall keep on reading more of yours.
Your lovely descriptive piece tells a sad story that has been and still is repeated over and over again throughout the world. The irony is the years it takes for the tree to grow and the minutes man needs to destroy it. However beautiful is the furniture into which it is made, you're right, nothing can replace the majesty of the tree. love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxx
Very descriptive Marilyn, what a story it could tell well written Love Lynda xx
A beautiful write about the Chestnut Tree. I for one have never seen one but have heard about it. The horses knows about it more than I do. Trees are important to the ecology. When they are destroyed without reason and for human enjoyment then it becomes a travesty. Plant a tree. Enjoyed.