<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=481231" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Aftermath</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'The Tree Still Stands! '<br>Exclaimed the boy clasping his hands<br>To his Father who was walking the rear, <br>And to his Grandfather who was nowhere near.<br>For happy was He.<br>For standing there so straight and tall<br>Was the tree whose limbs He crawled<br>And the branches from which He played, <br>And the root where His head once laid.<br>And the many leaves.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now the Father whom hearing His Son<br>Came to his side in a moment run<br>Then He stopped; for the tree He saw<br>Then the Father just stood in awe, <br>And uttered; 'my old friend'.<br>For standing there was His friend<br>From which before His youth was spent<br>By climbing and playing games, <br>And hiding under, from the cold and rain.<br>And the wind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then the Grandfather came strolling up<br>And He paused, in a moment hush<br>To reflect to a different year<br>When He was a Child, and He cried a tear.<br>And He clasped His hands.<br>For he was then again a Child<br>And then again He cried and smiled, <br>For He remembered His Father and He, <br>And how together they planted a tree.<br>And it still stands.<br>'Thank GOD the tree still stands! '<br>Cried the Grandfather clasping His hands.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Randy L. McClave</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Randy+McClave">Randy McClave</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=481231" data-title="Aftermath de Randy McClave" data-description="'The Tree Still Stands! ' Exclaimed the boy clasping his hands To his Father who was walking the rear, And to his Grandfather who was nowhere near. For happy was He. For standing there so straight and tall Was the tree whose limbs He crawled And ..."></div> </div> </div>

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