| With much appreciation to Marvin Purser for generously allowing me to place this poem from his book, "Sometimes You Make me Think, Sometimes You Make me Laugh," on the site. Nancy |
| Trees of Life I knew that there Was not much time; Stiff leaves were Dropping fast. Breath was short With winter's cold, And evening soon Would pass. With limbs outstretched So bare and bold, The tree stood tall To greet the moon; Hours on end Left bark to hold Crystal flakes From fallen snow. Drip, drip, drip, Dripped the crystal tree, Long after the moon Had lost its glow. Then the sun came up And gently said, "Good morning," Melting the newly Fallen snow. Time slowly dripped Each day, Then soon Sprouted Spring. And limbs that once Were bold and bare, Now, with leaves Began to lean. "Just hanging out In the warm sunshine, Haven't got a pain, Everything is just fine!" Trees showering In the rain. And soon again, There was not much time; Stiff leaves were Dropping fast. Breath was short With winter's cold, And evening soon Would pass. -- Marvin Purser |