Friday, June 29, 2007

Pine Tree Memories


The Pine
Underneath the limbs of your branches,
Surrounded by your fragrance,
I was sheltered from the world around me.
Safely hidden in your cool shade,
I felt safe, secure, calm,
and... sticky??
Stupid sap!

6 comments:

daisies said...

beautiful and a giggle :)

the other day, i thought it was raining only it wasn't rain, it was sap dripping down ... on me !!

Jana B said...

Daises, EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!

Sap is definately icky.

Dawn Wilson said...

I agree, sap IS icky!

What a cute poem! :)

Tinker said...

That's it's one drawback! I hate when that sap gets stuck on you - don't know how sapsucker's can stand the stuff, lol!

Anonymous said...

Nice twist to that poem. Made me laugh out loud!

and, tag! you're it. Whenever I do one, I have to come get you because you like them so! see my blog June 30.

Anonymous said...

That was cute! I always liked sitting under the pine tree until I got sticky with that same stupid sap!