The Little Brown Tree (a poem)

 

THE LITTLE BROWN TREE

There is a tree, 

A little brown tree,

A little tree

That I often see.

You see this tree

Is a dying tree.

A sad and brown

Little dying tree,

And it has a message 

For you and for me.

For it is nestled 

Between two larger trees,

With big green branches

That sway in the breeze.

They are green and lovely

Sights to behold,

But theirs is a story

I am about 

To unfold...

For those big trees

Have roots galore,

That soak up the rain

Leaving none in store,

For that little tree,

Caught in between

In need of resources

Both seen and unseen,

That tree needs water, nourishment and such,

It needs it's Creator's miraculous touch.

It needs the sun to do its thing,

To provide a place for birds to sing,

To grow and to flourish 

To find real purpose,  

But it's caught in it's 

Neighbor's greedy shade,

Crowding it's potential,

Like a debt left unpaid.

Those trees just keep growing,

With no care at all,

For the little brown tree

That is oh so small...

So we, who are blessed

With abundance, God's grace,

Are we aware

Of those near our place,

in need of encouragement

Or a helping hand,

Needing water or maybe..

Help just to stand?

As we enjoy the clear blue sky,

God's glorious sun,

The breeze passing by,

Do we have eyes to see

The hard plight of others,

around you and me?

Are we willing to share

With our neighbors, sisters and brothers?

For we  need to share 

To give what we have.

We need to be aware 

That God's love is the salve,

That can help others heal

And help them to see

That God truly cares

About them... not just me,

So help us Lord Jesus

To share of your love,

To share your resources

Sent down from above,

Help us dear Lord

To help others to grow,

For we all are nothing

Without you, we know.

We thank you for sunshine,

For seasons of rain,

So help us to be there

To help those in pain,

We are  your creation

Placed here on Earth

To help and to nourish,

To point to the worth,

That everyone has

As your creation, we know,

So help us to point others

To the LOVE you bestow!

So that is the lesson that God spoke to me...

As a considered that sad and brown little tree