Poetree Poem by Salihu Mahe
Poetree
I have a tree
A tree of poems
Of branches free
Its fruits are poets
It grows in me
When I'm alone
It comes to be
By ink and sheet
When its wind blows
I'm blown away
When its fruit grows
It's ripe and sweet
When I take one
It makes me feel
My inner being
From deep within
It is a big old tree
Of a rare breed
Inside its shade
That's where I live
With my sibling fruits
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