Originally published here in February 2012
A row of Poplar trees
backlit by the afternoon sun
Stand, like giants, impressing the young child
While between each one, a man, wearing a tin hat stands .....watching
Watching ... the Father and his child
working amongst their ripening crop
The Father knows their purpose,
He understands
'We must harvest this whole crop today' he says
'It will be a surprise for Mum'
He knows it will not be there tomorrow
Those trees - still there
A constant reminder of that day long ago
Trees so tall, men so small
A lasting impression on a young mind.
Jennywren
