What Colour is a Copper Beech?
I try to tell the colours –
Purple or red or green,
A tender pink or brilliant bronze;
All these are often seen.
This tree is a chameleon,
Changing with shade and light,
At times a sombre presence,
Then dazzling startled sight.
This evening, as it happened,
Just as I raised my head
The sun had reached an angle
Where all the leaves were red.
Red in the streaming sunbeams,
Red as a glowing fire;
What vision could be offered
Closer to heart’s desire?
This vision I shall cherish
Through all the coming days
And each time I remember
My heart will sing with praise.
Sheila Durbin