Tree Party


When the zephyr appears,

We flutter and sway,

A waltz in the wind,

An impassioned ballet.

If the squalls should arrive,

We’ll shake, and we’ll sing,

Let loose of the branch,

Square dance in a ring.

The birds will take part,

Building homes for the new,

Whistling with joy,

Loving chirps, or a coo.

It’s a party, my friend,

Nature offers with glee,

Come join, all are welcome,

Better yet… it is free!


The image is another recycled photo; our Ginkgo. That tree is huge, and it just keeps growing, and growing…

Anyway, I was working on it last night and this afternoon, and was tickled when I saw the Word of the Day Challenge: Zephyr. How fitting!

Not to bring up the elephant in the room, but my walking came to a halt—just for this week. In case anyone is curious. It’s been pretty hot, like in the high 90’s, so I took a little break. We put up a little pool in the backyard, to soak our feet in, and watching the birds play inspired the poem.

That’s about all for now. Peace & Love!
—Janet

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  1. I like your poem. I don’t know how I will handle to heat when it is 90 degrees here. Will I take a break from walking for a bit or schedule my walks differently? I will have to wait and see.

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    1. Thank you. I’m trying to decide if it’s the heat or an excuse but it’s supposed to cool off so we’ll see here too!

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  2. I love love love this poem! And I had to smile about you having a break from walking–seriously, though, it would not be healthy to exercise in hot temps, so you’re being wise and sensible.

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