Elm
Arrested by a splendour of foliage That upward Thrusts itself On a course Which only the Elm experts Know about And mesmerised by the great trunk tubbiness Whose girth Even Henry Would envy And stung by the problems of its ageI have stopped stood and stared in stance of trance again and more asking: Is such a thing not a miracle? Such a cathedral of green Such muscle of wood Such height of leaf Such an endure of grace Such overall mellifluence!The experts agree But confess To not being in possession Of info concerning Change of décor. Those who admire Must needs beware.
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