Julian Old

(United Kingdom)

The Tree - Poem by Julian Old

Another tree was crying
It's leaves rushed to and throw
Before descending just like raindrops
Amongst the cold winter snow

Towering high like an inferno
It stood like a statue, bare and still.
A bird landed on its branches,
Making it feel warmer, much more secure.

Cheered up by its new companion
No longer did it stand in pain
A new element of life had been given for
pride and respect - not pain.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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