The Dead Tree
I sit on my patio,
It's a beautiful night,
Dead Calm.
I can see over the roof,
Green living trees.
But there is a lone dead tree in the middle.
That one is my favorite,
Because it's still standing.
Copyright © James Rudd | Year Posted 2009
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