Haven Tree

Like a mustard seed

Planted in a garden

Grows to be a haven tree

For birds to perch and sing

For weary souls to rest

I want to be.

Once I was a hungry bird

A love-sick bird

A weary traveler

On my way.

Many gave shelter

And set the table for me.

Now I can spread my branches

And take some of the heat

So the broke down can rest

A spell in my shade.

© 2010 Julie Clark

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