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More in sinnaminsun: 2009 Poems

~Tree~

Long the willow's weeping,
though the ground lay parched as stone,
And the roots that kept her grounded
have now left her all alone.

As the heart beats-back a memory
breaks her slowly from within,
Dies the tree I've seen so often
from the breeze that caved her in.

2009 sinnaminsun

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