Trees - Poem by Karen GonzalezVidela
Nature made us all,
With the power to make us shine.
But as hard as she tries and tries,
Some of us are simply like trees,
Looking at the world with beauty,
Appreciating it with pure light joy.
Trees cry inside when they see rain,
They smile when they see a child.
Trees love every part of themselves,
Although they cannot move but feel
The pain that cannot leave them alone.
Trees feel kindness with one touch,
But at the same time won’t react
To the same hand cutting their soul.
They try and try and try,
But as hard as they try
They can never seem to find the word
The one some think of so much.
Their flesh moves inside more and more,
But outside they just feel the hand
That daily feeds and takes away.
Trees never yell at you
But at the same time never scream
Though they fear the feeling after that,
What might strike them alive.
Trees concentrate hard to read you,
But seemed to be unreadable themselves.
Trees take you up high and let you see,
But when they see that you let them fall
They simply stare and have nothing to say.
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