Mother Trees

 

Are trees smarter than people?

 

They drop seeds nearby and

seeds take root and grow strong

beside the mother tree.

 

O that this could be with family.

 

On my property, I gaze at a tall

spruce tree and at the top I see an osprey.

He whistles pleadingly.

 

(This morning it feels like me.)

 

Then I notice a sapling tree

grown beside the mother tree.

Perfect in shape and form,

 

I feel a bit of tree envy.

 

No bird scooped the seed and

flew away from that mother tree.

 

O that this could be with family.

 

Alone, another mother tree

stands near— her loss of symmetry

from age and storms, bent by degree.

 

So it seems with a family tree,

children grown, nest empty.

 

This lone bird calls

from the mother tree.

 

Lorraine Walker Williams

 

About the poem: My muse was the osprey perched on the tree calling to write and I did!