Ode to Dawn Redwood
Last name Redwood; may I say you look quite good?
You are beautiful and majestic, a real sight to see,
Standing your ground firmly in front of the Peabody.
Your slender frame extends way up high,
Housing little birds that need a rest from the sky.
In your pyramidal form, you stand tall at 25.6 meters,
Your relatives can’t compete, such as the Eastern Redcedar.
Oh Dawn, you look a little bare,
But not to worry, I’m not easily scared.
I know you shed your needles every fall,
This makes sense since you conserve energy overall.
Luckily it’s spring; I see your buds tiny and green,
Sprouting off your branches just trying to be seen.
Your phenomenal growth rate in the eastern and southern US,
Would have any sort of critic thoroughly impressed.
Must be the rain that keeps you going so strong,
Good thing Connecticut is the place where you belong.
You need plenty of sunshine let’s not forget,
You like your space, and crowding makes you fret.
When it comes to reproduction you’re a breeding machine,
Both male and female cones help carry out your dream.
Dawn, monoecious should be your middle name,
Your cones are not on separate plants, but simply on the same.
However, historically, this has not always been the case,
At one point in time, you were thought to be erased.
I’m ecstatic you prevailed to be with us today,
And since it is your christening, I have a few more things to say.
Dawn, I am so proud of you and everything you’ve done,
Learning all about you has been more than fun.
As you carry on just know that you are loved,
I will think of you always, when the sun shines from above.