Under The Tree [CTPWC]

The Oak stood at the back of our yard.

Standing in silence it became my escape.

Days of reading and playing beneath, learning about nature and how she could keep;

How could I've known ,it's roots would take hold,
Within my very heavy heart, the day you left this world.

Grandad I asked, as I cried in it's roots, how could you leave us, with so much left to do?
You were always there for us, through sickness or health;
Your calloused hands would catch me, wherever my head would rest.

Now years later, the tree it remains. Except it's in our yard and my kids feel the same.

They sit beneath this tree, learning as I did;
Of the wonders of life and how cruel she is.

If only I could explain, the things you gave me, without saying a word under the tree.

reply to post by tothetenthpower


Your Kids are lucky to have you for their Daddy....

S&F

Des

reply to post by Destinyone


What a sweet thing to say des..

Thank you..

reply to post by tothetenthpower


WOW This hit my heart. I miss my Pap so much. He taught me so many things, many of them about nature. Fe actually taught me to how to move and plant trees. I wrote a poem about him that mentions that, it that was spoken at his funeral. OHHH how I wish my kids could know him. Thanks

edit to tell you you made me cry

reply to post by tothetenthpower


Roots and wings. It is evident you have both in abundance.

Thank you for sharing.