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Well, there had been a tree All soft gray trunk, Crawling with snails after the rain, And carved with symbols of naïve love. You couldn’t climb the branches to the sky, But they could cradle you as you watched the world go by.
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Jul 10, 2018
Jul 10, 2018 at 12:47 AM UTC
A Poem for a Tree
Well, there had been a tree All soft gray trunk, Crawling with snails after the rain, And carved with symbols of naïve love. You couldn’t climb the branches to the sky, But they could cradle you as you watched the world go by.
Sadly when I came back to live with my parents after my break up the tree was gone. I think that it had been hit by lightning and they had to remove it. I had been looking forward to seeing the names that had been carved into it again.
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SilverLaughter
28/F/Vermont
Jul 10, 2018
Jul 10, 2018 at 12:47 AM UTC
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