"Remember the Wog Tree"
He said to me,
It's black and shiny and Ebony.
She stands so tall, so proud and free
It's a sight so wondrous to see.
"Remember the Wog Tree"
She stands alone,
Though her heart is afraid
She makes no moan.
In her silent rage she does not speak
But her inner strength makes her so unique.
"Remember the Wog Tree"
He said to me,
It's black and shiny and Ebony.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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A wonderful poem and an even more wonderful explanation from a father to a daughter. Thanks for sharing your heartwarming and personal poet's note.