John Hess

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Sitting On The Porch - Poem by John Hess

Sitting on this porch, I look to the tree;
Standing there alone now, the only thing I see.
The cold of season changing, causing it to sway;
If it had a voice I wonder what it would say.

Just a year ago it wasn't all alone;
The tornado blew on past and left the others prone.
So now this giant oak tree, standing at the end;
Finds the squirrels and birds are gone, no one to befriend.

Branches missing here and there, looks as if its sad;
Reminds me of my life right now, how things are going bad.
The leaves are changing color now, all turning brown;
Gives the feeling of winters coming, silence now the sound.

Will this mighty oak tree, standing all alone;
Ever find its way again, to become someone's home.
Will its branches grow so strong, leaves turn to green;
Time will only tell the tale, of this tragic scene.

Comments about Sitting On The Porch by John Hess

  • (11/1/2012 6:49:00 PM)

    Hope for the best not only for the tree, but also for the suffering human (Report) Reply

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  • Steven W. Chung (11/1/2012 6:09:00 PM)

    This is a great poem, Hess.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 1, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, November 2, 2012

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