The Ghost Gum
Posted: Mon May 09, 2011 10:13 pm
This Gum tree stands on the Fitzroy rivers banks outside the Art gallery. The guttering has been modfied to curve out around its base. Must be getting old if I can see beauty in a tree.
THE GHOST GUM
The ghost gum stands so tall and proud,its manor so serene.
It gazes out upon the land at sights and sounds unseen.
For many years it has endured battle scared its weathered hide.
The ravages ages worn with grace and regal pride.
From its place upon the river bank the first settlers it saw stand.
Those pioneers through hardships toiled to open up the land.
It has seen the township flourish to a city bright and grand.
It has watched the roads and by-ways carved from a harsh and virgin land.
And yet still it stands so stately now with buildings all around.
A proud and true Australian it protects it's piece of ground.
The birds still in its branches nest the winds set its leaves a flutter.
But now they fall to sealed pathways and gather in the city gutter.
Both flood and drought it has endured and it has fought fires deadly hand.
Yet still survives to spread its boughs and branches o'er the land.
It's fate now rests in mans own hands from this land of concrete does it reel.
We must ensure that safe it stays from the axe heads cutting steel.
Yes stately stands the ghost gum let its branches never bend.
On the Fitzroy's bank may it endure a proud Australian till its end.
Bob Pacey ( C )
THE GHOST GUM
The ghost gum stands so tall and proud,its manor so serene.
It gazes out upon the land at sights and sounds unseen.
For many years it has endured battle scared its weathered hide.
The ravages ages worn with grace and regal pride.
From its place upon the river bank the first settlers it saw stand.
Those pioneers through hardships toiled to open up the land.
It has seen the township flourish to a city bright and grand.
It has watched the roads and by-ways carved from a harsh and virgin land.
And yet still it stands so stately now with buildings all around.
A proud and true Australian it protects it's piece of ground.
The birds still in its branches nest the winds set its leaves a flutter.
But now they fall to sealed pathways and gather in the city gutter.
Both flood and drought it has endured and it has fought fires deadly hand.
Yet still survives to spread its boughs and branches o'er the land.
It's fate now rests in mans own hands from this land of concrete does it reel.
We must ensure that safe it stays from the axe heads cutting steel.
Yes stately stands the ghost gum let its branches never bend.
On the Fitzroy's bank may it endure a proud Australian till its end.
Bob Pacey ( C )