THE CHINA BERRY TREES

If you could see through these eyes of mine
You would see a child so pure in time
Tiny arms always reaching out to see
All the birds, flowers and China Berry Trees.

You see we had two huge trees that grew so tall
With lots of leaves so thick they created a wall.
My feet could barely climb the scaly bark
But my small frame hid there till nearly dark.

If you could see through these eyes of mine
You would see my mother preparing for us to dine.
She would call and call searching for me.
Oh, but I was hidden in the China Berry tree.

The trees stood stately with berries green.
Lush leafy branches to the earth would lean.
They grew just right for mom to pick
And often my legs would feel their swift stinging lick.

If you could see through these eyes of mine.
You would know my childhood was as sweet as wine.
One might not wander far away you see
But still hide with me in the shade of the China Berry tree.

If you could see through these eyes of mine!

Written by Sybil Shearin
3-13-2009
Rose Petals Poetry

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