Today's guest blogger is Elijah Morgan, son of Sara and "Tater" Morgan.
Elijah was in kindergarten at Cullowhee Valley School when he wrote this poem for
the Joyce Kilmer Memorial Forest 75th Anniversary Celebration in June.
His mother has many photos of him, and after taking a look at a few of these,
you'll see why.
The Tree Seed of Love
The trees grow by seeds They drink by root They are ALIVE They enjoy the sun They are nature They love it and they like rain They drink by root Sunbeams make them grow That is the tree seed of love
The Southern Appalachians are often called "the vegetationcradle of North America." I like thinking ofthese mountains as a cradle of life. They hold somany different species of trees that I love simplysaying the names of them over and over. Scarlet Oak.Sassafras. Tulip Tree. Hemlock........Too many of our trees are disappearing, though, victims ofpollution and insects that feed on the weakened trees. Young Elijah has already learned an important lesson aboutprotecting our natural treasures. Through "the tree seed