Tree Poem by Paul Reed
Tree
Your leafy tresses shake annoyance
That you cannot catch the wind,
Rooted toes inveigle the crusted earth
But have never sinned,
Nor heard the clock ticking,
Through the restless squall;
Steadfast and patient you stand
As the mighty waves toss,
As wars are waged, crosses borne
As gravestones mildew and moss,
Unseeing and undying,
Whilst all around we fall.
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