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"For Love is Immortality" -Emily Dickinson

Friday 16 March 2012

Tree (life) free verse

A little tree,
just planted, all newborn,
Seasons later, a little bigger,
Leaves starting to sprout,
starting to go green.
Winter comes,
the tree grows bigger,
as it loses all its leaves,
and go into hibernation.
The sun comes out,
and it needs to be watered,
or else it will shrivel.
Years later, it blossoms
into a full grown tree,
with all its colourful and magical leaves.
Approaching Christmas,
it gets cut down,
too big for the forest,
it is stored inside peoples homes
as they celebrate.
Once a little shrub,
Now a full grown tree.

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