May 16, 2025
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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