Among our volunteer gardeners, we have a talented poet, Clinton Cox.
Clint is going to try and produce a new poem, each month so, we hope to make this a regular feature. We hope you enjoy!
Fagus and Sessile
Fagus beech and Sessile oak
Were the best of friends
Said Fagus beech to Sessile oak
“our friendship never ends”
Sessile said to Fagus
“I hope your keeping warm
Because the wind is building up
We’re heading for a storm”
Fagus said to Sessile
“don’t worry, all is good,
We are just one family
Here in Beechtree wood”
Then the storm came roaring in,
It was a storm from hell.
And with a groan, and with a crack!
The mother beech tree fell.
Then Fagus sent out messages
Throughout t6he woodwide web
Informing all the beechwood
That mother beech was dead.
Then the beech trees all agreed
To fill that sacred place
Where the mighty mother tree
Had fallen with such grace.
And in the depth of winter
The tree was cleared away
Allowing light to reach the ground
On every sunny day.
Sessile said to Fagus
“Fagus, I do beseech
Let’s plant a lovely Oak tree
Next to your new born Beech”
Fagus said to Sessile
“yes, yes, I do agree
We’ll bring a baby acorn
To grow an old oak tree”
There is just one small problem
The oak was far away
We must bring back an acorn
With a squirrel or a Jay
So, as the months did pass on by
Two saplings, PROUD AND GREEN
ONE A Beech and one an Oak
Burst upon the scene.
The moral of this poem
I hope you all agree
Is that mankind can get along
In peace and harmony.
Clinton Cox