Paul J Price
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My Only Bonsai Tree
All along the garden edge, the pride of many years hard work,
Stood a row of bonsai trees, standing tall in tendered dirt,
each branch been sculptured carefully, each leaf is growing free,
To catch the warmth of natures sun, all place accordingly.
Some in season with flowers bright while others wait their time.
Some with seeds sway in the breeze and dance their peaceful mime.
Many an hour had been spent among each tiny little tree,
Relaxing and enjoying, adsorbing all their energy.
Birds would come and sing their song and feed on every pest,
As the trees ...