

Poetry by Tamara Filas
I hope someday to have enough poems to
publish a book. For now, here are two of my favorites. The second
one is a song.
My Faithful Friend the Tree
My faithful friend the
tree,
I always know just
where you'll be.
No need to check
social media to see,
'cuz you'll be
standing tall, waiting for me.
I'll take your portraits,
and see how you've been,
then wait for the day
we can be together again.
Hearing your leaves rustling in the
breeze,
when the days reach ninety-some degrees,
your outstretched branches provide me with shade,
the birds perched within them singing a sweet serenade.
No one else listens the way you do.
You pick me up when I'm feeling blue.
Sitting with you underneath the sun,
reminds me that we really are one.
Resident Toad
I’ve got a resident toad,
Livin’ in the thicket.
I’ve got a resident toad,
Eatin’ all the crickets.
Resident toad, resident toad,
take me to your abode.
Help me lighten this load, resident toad.
I’ve got a resident toad,
Livin’ in the plants.
I’ve got a resident toad,
Eatin’ all the ants.
Resident toad, resident toad,
you sure do make my day.
I really hope you stay, resident toad.
I’ve got a resident toad,
she comes out in the rain.
I’ve got a resident toad,
she helps take away my pain.
Resident toad, resident toad,
you’re the one I hope to see.
Don’t hop away from me, resident toad.
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