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
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!
River-Rose
**Photos Taken on Rupert Square, Idaho

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