Tree, The Poem by Ben Partenay

Tree, The

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For ten years now
I’ve watched this tree
lose life gain life
lose color gain color
and grow
because of it.
Now a woman
sits below it
with more life
than I have known
and lost
again, all
my leaves are gone
stripped down bare.
This coarse bark
is all the I
that I am.
Hope is
a budding leaf.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Goldy Locks 18 October 2007

coarse*. Hope is a spiritual clap - but that's where you and i differ. cheers! goldy

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