My Cherry Tree By Ellen Bailey

~My Cherry Tree by Ellen Bailey~

I sat watching the birds in my cherry tree

There were so many they out-numbered the leaves

They would flint and flutter and fly all about

Stuffing my cherries in their little mouths

There were bluebirds and redbirds and sparrows

They had come to my tree for the fruit to borrow

They made a lot of noise and were happy as can be

I began to doubt if there would be any left for me

I planted that tree and nurtured it from seed

I watered and pruned it as often was the need

I toiled and labored to protect it from the cold

I was raising prized cherries, or so I was told

But these feathered friends thought not of me

They kept nibbling and gobbling on my cherries

"Stop", I shouted, "and leave that tree"

"You have taken more cherries than you need"

My pleading cries went unheeded

Then I realized just what I needed

I rush to my neighbor's house for a chat

And returned to my cherry tree and sat

With my new found friend, the neighbor's cat

I believe in the sun even when it is not shining. I believe in love even when I feel it not. I believe in God even when He is silent. *Written on a wall in a concentration camp*