Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Tree stump, full of charm

Of your kind, I've seen quite a few,

But you, tree stump full of charm,

Take home the prize.

We stumbled upon you

Our last trek through the forest,

Through autumn-thinned foliage,

Now visible to nature lovers' eyes --

About three feet high,

Bright green moss

growing here and there,

English ivy up one side,

The cutest toadstools at your base,

Weather-sculpted crevices

Where God's tiny creatures

must love to abide.

Nature is filled with

Such objects of delight!

You've got personality,

Kid.