The Old Dead Tree

The old dead tree stood 

gnarled weather torn;

its limbs were now brittle.

What stories could it tell

of the centuries it had lived,

the passing lives it had seen,

and the storms it had weathered

when it was young and strong.

When its foliage was green

and gave shelter from the rain.

Now it stands bare and broken,

a sorry sight to be seen.

It must have been beautiful

when it was young

with its canopy of green,

and a nesting place for little birds

among its evergreen.

Now they only used it

as a resting place whenever they pass by.

The old dead tree,

which had seen so much life.

- David Harris
Today is Nature Photography Day.Created by The North American Nature Photography Association in 2006 to promote the beauty of nature photography and to promote the conservation and protection of plants, wildlife, and landscapes locally and worldwide.