MESSAGE FROM THE HEMLOCK

You enjoyed my shade

You enjoyed my wood

You enjoyed my tall stout beauty

Look out o’er yon horizon

Now ’tis I that'ums at risk

You’ve come to spade

This time it’s

Me to save.

Look out over hill

Valley, forest and dale

Cloking your homeland

Mountains and brook

I shall return to remain

And remind you

Of our symbiotic

Existence,

The way we were made.

Previously posted on Conamara 3/24/23

tom tenbrunsel

Carl Sandburg Writer 2023