Only Boards Can Down This Tree

Apology to Joyce Kilmer

I think that I shall henceforth see,

a schoolhouse where there was a tree.

A tree that stood for eighty years

and heard the laughing children’s cheers.

A tree that braved the Winter’s cold:

stood tall and firm while growing old.

A tree that in the Summer breeze,

would  keep us cool and make us sneeze.

A tree that lasted all this time,

and prompted me to change a rhyme.

This little thought from me to thee,

that only Boards can down this tree.

~Jim Zink