RIC S. BASTASA


Life And The Trees - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

when you sit upon a
rattan rocking chair by your window
and you see the trees that you have planted years back
it comes into your mind that
they all need the required
pruning and trimming,

after-which you reflect upon your life
and too they are some kind of trees that needs precisely what you think
is right, though it requires
pain.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 20, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, April 20, 2012


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