Bonsai Poem by soren Barrett

Bonsai

Green sprout, easily bent
grows rigid, as a tree
Changing its course
so much effort spent
shaping into desired beauty

All said and done, you think you've won
but no matter what you see
for all changes made under the sun
it's still a tree

Saturday, November 16, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: tree
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