bob Posted April 1, 2018 Share Posted April 1, 2018 NO ONE WAS THERE TO HEAR During hundreds of years The tree grew to a mighty size As it aged, it would sigh softly To teasing breezes Passing through it bows No one was there to hear. Winters and Summers Took toll on its strength Gradually, it relented A storm of storms Pressed it to its limits No one was there to hear Deep within its base Something drastic occurred Damage was far too great It could no longer recover It died on the forest floor No one was there to hear YarnSpinner Copyright 3-20-2018 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dcmarti1 Posted April 27, 2018 Share Posted April 27, 2018 I read a tree personified..... And it is made poignant. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Terry L shuff Posted May 8, 2018 Share Posted May 8, 2018 Perfect, my kind of poem. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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