[stylist] a poem I just wrote

[yojen29 at aol.com]

Hello everyone,
I would really appreciate it f someone could give me some tips on how 
to improve this poem. Thanks.
Jen



The Chestnut Tree

The tree still stands where it always has,
enduring despite the ways of the world.
Its branches provide a shade like no other;
The shade is there throughout the summer days.
Comfort and strength course through its veins.

Storms battle and rage around The Chestnut Tree,
but it is not affected;
It stands strong and steadfast throughout the gale,
never trembling,
refusing to be diminished.
I take comfort in the shelter of The Chestnut Tree.

In my younger years, I frolicked and played in the grasses beneath the 
tree.
My lilting voice sang of the flowers and the streams and all that is 
good.
I no longer frolic and play in the grasses;
I am not as young as I once was.
My body is young and my soul is vibrant,
And I feel a calling I cannot ignore.
I still shelter under the tree,
but I often venture into the barren lands of unknown dangers.

My beloved Chestnut Tree,
do not mourn me, for I still have a place for you in my heart;
The summer days of frolicking will never depart from my soul.
I will always remember the warm sun, the cool grass, and the feel of 
your embrace.
And although I shall return to the shelter of the tree,
I must go forth and see what flowers grow;
I must see the other trees and hear the calling of the birds.

Oh, it pains me, dear one of my heart,
to leave you idle, barren, alone;
But do not allow the storms to shame your beauty,
for in my heart, oh Chestnut Tree,
there will always be a place for you to flourish.
If you should need comfort, King of the Forest,
you will find it within my soul.
I shall not abandon you;
I will always be with you, oh Chestnut Tree.