Tree - House Poem by Jacqui Broad
Tree - House
I want to find myself a forest,
and go live there alone.
I'll build my own home,
even if it must be in a tree.
If I must be honest,
I'm tired of living in stone.
I want to befriend fairies, a gnome.
Who like me, nobody will see.
It's this haste I cannot digest,
always chasing after the unknown.
By myself I want to roam,
and explore what it's like to just be...
After listening to Van Morrison's 'Days like these.'
I know what you mean. To br able to just go. A really good poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 10:29:27 PM # 1.0.0.1119
When I was five years old, it was my dream, to be alone, always in some unexplored land. Now I see such a thing would hurt too much. Thanks for that revisitation, and the pleasant linger of nostalgia.