A cherry tree grows beside the road
Strong and with a well spread canopy
Its wandering roots hold well the load
Through rain, wind and weather stormy
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And leaves rustle as the wind blow free..................may i humbly (that's HUMBLY) suggest an s at the end of ....................................................................................either wind or blow? ? well, i DID! Placing the Pit/Seed not windblowne, unless was hurricane/typhoon, but spit there by my faithful friend, my baboon, as we cycled down the roadway of which you speak. [we also watered it once a month when we took a leak***] *** took a leak slang for urinated [it was our regular route to and from our favorite barroom] bri :) Pigeons and starlings with the morning dew To the bounty like a magnet they’ll be drawn Falling fruits like red pebbles all over strew .............i honestly wondered if strew was a word, though i'm familiar with strewn, so it makes sense that it (strew) is (a word) . nice use of 'poetic license' (i think) to get the 'dew/strew' rhyme. i'm about to call it a day. call me when the cherry pie is ready to eat. i like the ecosystem you have described. bri :) favorite stanza: Then a pair of squirrels quite rudely intrudes And the birds have to keep out of the way The squirrels are never in a sharing mood All waited till they have fed and gone away
A beautiful description of a cherry tree in flower and fruits! The life teeming around it and also feeding on its fruits and blooms present a medley of interesting images! Great write! A 10
A cherry tree grows beside the road Strong and with a well spread canopy...An amazing poem on Cherry tree and beautiful lines on nature. Interesting poem shared really....10
Nature is so beautifully portrayed around this cherry tree. A beautiful and sweet poem with various images. Nice work.10
What a lovely poem about this lovely fruit tree blossoming on the side of the road indiscriminately feeding insect, bird, beast and human with her fruit. And one does wonder how it came to be there growing into a splendid gift of nature appreciated by all. Shrouded in dancing colors of the butterflies...WOW...Your poem too is a beautiful gift to read..10+