The Joshua Tree

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“Here I sit beneath a tree. Heart beat calm. Soul hums free" — Angie Weiland-Crosby

Under the Joshua tree, the Joshua tree

Where you first professed your love

for me

I was a little tot maybe about three

And you were just two years older

than me

I’m fourteen now and in the flush of youth

And you a young lad disheveled and

a tad uncouth

You said let’s get married and spoke

so earnestly

We sat under the Joshua tree and

talked about having a big family

A few years have passed and we’re

now mister and missus

I smile up at the gods for blessing me thus

I gaze in the eyes of our first born — a

son

And feel wonderfully complete in this

circle of love

Time has marched on and the seasons

have changed

We’ve had more children and our love

has reigned

We’ve seen them off to college, seen

how much they’ve grown

We’re empty nesters now and speak of

life’s ebb and flow

Today I attended the christening of

our first grand, Chad

And remember that just yesterday his

dad was a cusp of a lad

I walk over to the bird house he built

in the Joshua tree

And a silhouetted sunset reminds me

of eternity

Under the Joshua tree the Joshua tree

Where you first professed your love

for me

Here, our life’s forever entwined

sentimentally

Please bury my heart under the

Joshua tree

“Trees are sanctuaries" — Herman Hesse

Written by: Carla L Ibanzo (c) 2023

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