The Dead Tree At The Center Of Our Garden - Poem by RIC BASTASA

a tree at the center of
our garden
is shedding off all its

the wind at night
blows away all the leaves

in the morning
sunlight passes through it

leafless throughout the day

we have become

our sad faces are now telling

sooner the tree dies
replaced by a new one

to keep the balance
we do not stop moving

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 21, 2012

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