
Not far from my house there's a street we never go down I know mama has driven on most streets in our small town When we go by this one a cheeky smile comes onto her face Asking her why the smile, I don't get an answer to embrace Older now I hear stories about that tree in this wooded lot Of how an old man hoisted a ladder high up to the trees top He carved out a few little house even one stuck out on a limb I went there to see for myself, was it an old crazy man's whim Tell me Mom about that tree, what lovely secrets do you hold Promise me son what I say, no one else should ever be told Late one night I drove to that tree, for reasons I don't know I heard giggles coming from it and soft lights in every window Author Eileen Clark 2022
Image: Tree in The Woods “Our Wonder World”, by Geo. L. Shuman & Co., Volume 5, the children’s story book.
Ooh. That’s a little spooky
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Hello, you think so, I had not thought about it in that way. I’ve decided to add some history to this one today. 🙂
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Oh, I love the intrigue!
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Good morning on this new month and thank you. I think I should add a little background to this one.
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Yes, that would be delightful.
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Trees are alive and no doubt live for years. Trees are the beholders of so much wisdom and stories. Thank you for your creative, delightful share. ❤️❤️❤️
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Well thank you so much for your nice comment. I’ve often thought about all the many ways trees take care of us.
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