Roots Poem by soren Barrett

Roots

Hidden workings of a watch, see the hands go round
Concealed inner thoughts by which actions are bound
Know a book by reading a single page
A crook by a crime his character gauge
How quick to judge are we
When we can't see the roots of a tree

Friday, August 23, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: tree
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