Happy Holidays   jarred trout   Dec 24, 2003 13:09 PST  Brothers and Sisters of the sacred green: As we draw nearer to our families And those ENTS friendships made... Here's to Peace on Earth under the spread of canopy shade. Hold close to the ones you love Forget not those that are now in spirit. Relish in the song of the crowns As it is ours to hear it. I am thankful for a place to shed my skin Joyous in the gift of a newly found trade to ply As I have been a restless soul for years so long In the heart of the oak The shag of the hickory And the tall, tall pines My heart does truly fly. I will hold close to my soul our quest for tall, old stands Looking up more knowingly to the un-ventured fertile lands A tall tree crown nestled on a steep mountain side A DBH tape, laser, and a clinometer as my guide I can run the numbers, with tangent so true With brother Bob, we report whats new A seemingly special tree, of our in flux, written sacred text Old Eastern, foot-sore boys, up the Rucker Index We call it for what we see and what we see is true An extended green family that welcomes the new So in the spirit of the Yule and the snow covered land I hope a wishful holiday Will be yours at hand Merry Christmas my Brothers and Sisters I hope to repay the gifts that have been given me. Yours in the Pitch, jarred_trout   Home