by Wilfrid Wilson Gibson (1878 - 1962)

A twisted ash, a ragged fir
Language: English 
A twisted ash, a ragged fir,
A silver birch with leaves astir.
 
Men talk of forests broad and deep,
Where summer-long the shadows sleep.
 
Though I love forests deep and wide,
The lone tree on the bare hill-side,
 
The brave, wind-beaten, lonely tree,
Is rooted in the heart of me.
 
A twisted ash, a ragged fir,
A silver birch with leaves astir.

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This text was added to the website: 2008-12-30
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