Old Poplar.mp3Old poplar, standing tall,
Crown touching the sky
Old poplar where the fields once were
He's old now and starting to die
He was the granddaddy of them all
A seed among the grasses so green
The farmer kept the woody seedlings cut down
But Grampa poplar found a nook near the stream
Old poplar, trunk turning black
Lower limbs dropped long ago
Surrounded by young spruces and firs
Where maples and birches now grow
He was the granddaddy of them all
A seed among the grasses so green
The farmer kept the woody seedlings cut down
But Grampa poplar found a nook near the stream
Old poplar may not stand for long
When he falls his wood will soon decay
Old poplar, a sentinal grand
Carries memories of the bygone days
We built our home in '84
Cleared the thickets, brush and vines
Old poplar was a young tree out back
Stretched wide and strong and fine
His leaves would rattle in the autumn wind
Just before they fell
Young poplar, our stiff spinéd friend,
Would shelter new tree seedlings so well
I'm older, too, and stiff in the back
Watching as the sun sinks low
The gardens, the workshop and the rolling fields
Surrounded by his woodlands aglow
He was the granddaddy of them all
A seed among the grasses so green
Now his branches turn into duff
Even in death, he gives life back again
