Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Veteran's Day- Grateful Moment

I have a very old book of poems my Grandmother gave me. This morning I searched for a poem to say Thank You to all of those who have fought for our Country. I looked through the fragile pages, in the chapter called "Patriotism and War", and there I saw The Unknown Soldier, Land of The Free and many more, but none called out to me. Then I looked through the chapter called "Childhood and Youth" and found this beautiful poem that I would like to present to you!

Woodman, spare that tree!
Touch not a single bough!
In youth it sheltered me,
And I'll protect it now.
'Twas my forefather's hand
That placed it near his cot;
There, woodman, let it stand,
Thy axe shall harm it not!
That old familiar tree,
Whose glory and renown
Are spread o'er land and sea,
And wouldst thou hew it down?
Woodman, forbear thy stroke!
Cut not its earth-bound ties;
O, spare that aged oak,
Now towering to the skies!
When but an idle boy
I sought its grateful shade;
In all their gushing joy
Here too my sisters played.
My mother kissed me here;
My father pressed my hand-
Forgive this foolish tear
But let that old oak stand!
My heart-strings round thee cling,
Close as thy bark, old friend!
Here shall the wild-bird sing,
And still thy branches bend.
Old tree! the storm still brave!
And, woodman, leave the spot,
While I've a hand to save,
Thy axe shall hurt it not.
-George Perkins Morris

Thanks to all who have sacrificed to keep our land safe!
**Photos Taken on Rupert Square, Idaho

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