Saturday, July 22, 2006

"Poisoned" Poem by AB ~

A tree stands tall,

Shade for me,

Why would someone,

Kill my tree,

He asked if he,

Could cut it down,

All his trees,

Mowed to the ground,

But I'm not him,

I like trees,

Flowers, shade,

Trunks, and leaves,

Beneath it's branches,

I used to sit,Rest, relax,

Dream a bit,

But now it's dying,

It's leave fall free,

Why would someone,

Kill a tree.

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