Chestnut Candles
Our glorious horse chestnut tree, we love the whole year through.A towering think of beauty, from a conker brown it grew.
This was many years ago, beneath the earth it sent,
a tiny green shoot upwards, a miracle Heaven lent!
Majestic now it towers, over hedgerow, field and verge,
in Spring we wait to see the first candle plumes emerge!
Candle-blossoms light the tree, in white or pink or cream,
I never saw a lovelier sight, not even in a dream!
There's something very special about this wondrous sight,
a treat from nature every Spring, lit by candles bright.
But if you care to climb the tree, to take a closer peek,
you may see the Chestnut fairy, playing hide-and-seek!
A charming little tree sprite, amidst the blossoms she belongs,
the blackbirds often join her and serenade her with their songs.
So please don't go a-conkering, not 'til Autumn's here,
that's the fairy's message, I hope it's loud and clear
Poetry by normalil
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Written on 2009-05-01 at 20:09
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