Affinity
ancient chestnut
arms spread overhead
it protects me
respects my affinity
stands as my guard
against doubt and debility
dressed in its deep
rugged corduroy skin
sieged by seasons
two centuries past
true New Englander
staunch independent
no forest no village
of likeminded trees
needs sustain it
I take its example
I practice to imitate valor
find wherewithal
needed to face my
own human adversities
stoically proudly erect
faith invested in
one mighty axiom
live free or die
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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Spoken like a true New Hampshirite . . .
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aaayyy-eppp
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“Corduroy skin.” What a wonderful description! And how I love the message to “live free or die”!!
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it’s our state motto here in New Hampshire
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I love the “corduroy skin” description! Wonderful poem!
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so glad that it worked for you
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Exquisite 🙂
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thanks dearly, Morgan
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A reflective sage born of the earth and drawing decisive conclusions – as ever a ‘masterpiece’
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thank you, my friend
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Nature and its natural beauty.. I’ve missed your posts, dear.
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and I, yours – hoping that life is treating you well
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Excellent diction.
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thanks kindly, Sam
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Nice poem 🙂
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thanks kindly
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You’re welcome 🙂
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I too love a tree. My tree of choice is the Beech. And this was so good to read being posted on my birthday. Thank you 🙂
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wishing you all the best on your special day
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like this a lot – I identify so much with trees…take their strength into me…
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I like the thought
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