A Tree In The Sea

I am a tree at the water edge

My roots hold tight to the cobbled beach

The trunk pushes high with spreading foliage

Which sway and rhyme with the gentle breeze

In solitude here I stay

A stopover for birds in the day

To take a breather and have their say

Then off they go flocking away 

I am a tree and here I grow 

I stand in the way of the water flow

With gentle ripples and the surface shine

Holding onto memories in your mind

The wind blowing

The waves roaring
As the tide is rising

And part of me submerging
In hiding

I am a tree in the sea

When tide is low you will see all of me.