Post1618. Wednesday October 18
It's raining, thank you for sheltering me. I climbed you as a kid, remember? I fell once and broke my arm! I always tell you my secrets, they’re are safe with you. My first love and I carved our initials in your bark; look, they’re still there.
In summer, you shade me. In autumn, you roll out a golden carpet and in winter you stand naked and proud, you old show off! Then it’s spring again and you turn bright green.
You were there for those before me; you’ll be there for those who follow. But today it’s me you shelter.
Always nice to have a steady friend who's always there for you - and best of all, doesn't talk back or disagree!
ReplyDeleteYep, just 'leaves' me to my own thoughts! Cheers Iain
DeleteBeautiful story, Keith.
ReplyDeleteVery kind of you moon, thanks.
DeleteVery comforting.
ReplyDeleteThank you James.
DeleteI love trees and leaves. Cept when I have to rake them.
ReplyDeleteI'm with you there Denise! Thank you.
Deletesuch a heartwarming one Keith I loved it
ReplyDeleteI'm pleased, thank you Akshata
DeleteNice one, Keith. It's good to have someone/ something who just listens. Usually, us guys fill that role.
ReplyDeleteIt certainly is Varad! Cheers my friend.
DeleteI think you portray the greatness of trees... in Sweden every farm had a special tree that you took care of like a family member... and if the tree prospered so did the family and the farm.
ReplyDeleteI didn't know that! Thanks so much brudberg.
DeleteDear Keith,
ReplyDeleteEnjoyable story that has a lot layered within its branches. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Beautifully put Rochelle, thank you.
DeleteEveryone needs such a tree.
ReplyDeleteI quite agree mimi.
DeleteReally like this homey, friendly tale. Also the sense of infinity --- he's the one passing through. The tree is here for centuries
ReplyDeleteThat is exactly as I saw it Christine. Thanks so much.
DeleteNice, always there for him through the good times and the bad.
ReplyDeleteIndeed. Thanks Alistair
DeleteVery much enjoyed the tone of this, Keith.
ReplyDeleteI'm pleased. Thanks so much for the photo Sandra.
DeleteHi Keith - trees are always amazing and those we climbed even more so ... cheers Hilary
ReplyDeleteEvery time I go past Hailsham recreation ground I see the trees I climbed - and fell from - as a kid!Thanks Hilary.
DeleteLovely monologue! It reminds me of a piece I wrote once from the tree's point of view.
ReplyDeleteTrees have feelings too - at least I'd like to think so. Thnks liz.
DeleteLovely soliloquy about your tree-friend. What a lot you've shared together.
ReplyDeleteIndeed! I could have said more but modesty prevented me! Thanks Penny.
DeleteLovely take.
ReplyDeleteThat's most kind of you YS.
DeleteLove how you show our own measly human lives overshadowed by the longevity of a lovely tree. Nicelt told Keith
ReplyDeleteBeautifully put Lynn, and so true. Thanks so much.
DeleteWhat a delightful take on the prompt. A true friend remembered and enjoyed.
ReplyDeleteIt certainly is. Thanks Alicia.
DeleteSweet tale of old "friends." I was worried for a minute that you were going to go all "Giving Tree" on me there -- thank goodness the tree survives!
ReplyDeleteHehe! No, the tree certainly will survive! Thanks Joy.
DeleteVery nice.
ReplyDeleteThanks Scott
DeleteBeautiful
ReplyDeleteThanks so much shaktiki
DeleteNicely done!
ReplyDeleteCheers Lavanya
DeleteLovely story Keith! ❤️
ReplyDeleteThank you Kat
DeleteA beautiful ode to a tree :)
ReplyDeleteVery nice of you Dahlia, thanks.
DeleteLovely
ReplyDeleteThank you Dawn
DeleteVery nice and a bit poetic too.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much.
DeleteLike a member of the family.
ReplyDeleteIndeed it is. Thank you Alice.
DeleteLovely story Keith. Loved the 'old show off' line!
ReplyDeleteThom
Pleased you enjoyed it Thom, thank you.
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