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The Tree

A gardener sat beside a kind tree
He felt her warmth and she set him free
When her leaves passed his ears
Then she whispered to him in grace
She spoke of her journey until now and then,
'Earth', she said, mothered me since
I was a hard seed between her grains
My kindness back to her, is fruits to be
and when the time comes or even before,
all parts of me, for sky and earth, shall be
Thursday, June 30, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: kindness
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The time and we, as the waves hug the sea
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