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A lonely tree Broken, afraid, abused. It craved comfort And it craved love. There, there, lonely tree, For I will be your sun. Shining on the ground Helping your leaves grow. A scared tree you are, Filled with broken branches. I will help you grow new ones, Stronger than the old. A healing tree you are, Starting to grow new buds. Still so fragile, Your branches are all new. A happy tree you are, You dance in my rays And they only shine for you Grow happy tree, grow. And a growing tree you are. My rays bounce off you So everyone sees your beauty And gets shade from my rays. A loving tree you are Giving me purpose as the sun, Giving you life Is what makes me shine. A busy tree you are, Housing new life, Wishing just once For a cloud all day. A happy sun I am. Even when the clouds Block my rays from you, I know you are under there. A cloudy sun I am. Some days I peak through And glimpse my happy tree, Forgetting about my rays. A sad sun I am. Happy tree is there, But happy tree, is busy tree, And forgets about the sun. A rainy sun I am. Let the rain fall for days, Only to hope my busy tree Is growing.
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Aug 20, 2018
Aug 20, 2018 at 10:59 PM UTC
Busy tree
A lonely tree Broken, afraid, abused. It craved comfort And it craved love. There, there, lonely tree, For I will be your sun. Shining on the ground Helping your leaves grow. A scared tree you are, Filled with broken branches. I will help you grow new ones, Stronger than the old. A healing tree you are, Starting to grow new buds. Still so fragile, Your branches are all new. A happy tree you are, You dance in my rays And they only shine for you Grow happy tree, grow. And a growing tree you are. My rays bounce off you So everyone sees your beauty And gets shade from my rays. A loving tree you are Giving me purpose as the sun, Giving you life Is what makes me shine. A busy tree you are, Housing new life, Wishing just once For a cloud all day. A happy sun I am. Even when the clouds Block my rays from you, I know you are under there. A cloudy sun I am. Some days I peak through And glimpse my happy tree, Forgetting about my rays. A sad sun I am. Happy tree is there, But happy tree, is busy tree, And forgets about the sun. A rainy sun I am. Let the rain fall for days, Only to hope my busy tree Is growing.
#love#anxiety#lonely#despair#growth#fail#alone#help
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moonchild22
Aug 20, 2018
Aug 20, 2018 at 10:59 PM UTC
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