A Warning to Boys Who Climb Trees
by Dan Speers
As I was climbing up a tree,
I think the tree was watching me
As if to say,” Young man, take care,
“This is my home and I live here.”
I saw the tree shaking its leaves,
But then it could have been the breeze.
I thought I heard the tree creak sharp,
But then it could have been the bark.
I think a branch caused a misstep,
But too far out I may have crept.
Did a twig made a snatch at me?
Well, I wasn’t climbing safely,
“Hey, tree,” I said, “you can’t stop me,”
“I’ll climb to your top; then you’ll see
“That I am stronger than a tree.”
Up I climbed, hand over limb, high,
Until I almost reached the sky.
What happened next I cannot say,
But something weird transpired that day.
Did a gnarly branch make my foot slip,
Or tree goo make me loose my grip?
And falling to ground from the tree,
I think I heard the tree laugh at me,
Cause I heard these words as I went splat,
“I am the tree but you’re the sap.”