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Jul 2015
The tree sways
As the wind blows
But if it blows too hard
It could be blown away
So the wind has to be careful
For she could create
A horrible disaster

But one day the wind became too strong
For the feeble branches
The tree was too week
He broke
Snapped in half like a twig
In one instant
He was whole
And the next
He had a hole

The breeze felt good
As it blew between his leaves
But she hurt him
That's why he had to leave
He became broke
Weeping in the silence
Of our broken home
The tree represents my dad and the wind is my mom
Darlene Chavez
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Darlene Chavez  18/F/Indiana
(18/F/Indiana)   
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