Below is the poem entitled The Trees which was written by poet
Boskovski. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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I went for a walk
One evening in the suburbs.
I become lost easy in the beauty,
The air was cool and the wind blew soft and melow,
through the trees the wind made music.
The tree tops blew from left to right,
I stopped and fell in love with the trees.
The Trees looked down upon me,
they smiled down at me.
I looked up and saw the trees,
the large, green trees,
beautiful and full of life.
The birds living in the trees,
flying high over the tree tops,
I've seen beauty in nature,
but nothing matched the beauty of the trees.
The trees were my life.
I went to the park,
like the trees, the park was full of life,
and more trees stood there, high and proud.
The trees were beautiful and reminded me of peace.
I walked and took in the beauty.
I continued to walk down the avenues,
and on the sides were lines of tall barked, oak trees.
I had passed a tree, and had noticed a strage marking.
I heart shaped box, with initals of loved ones.
"Love you forever." was carved into the trunk of the beautiful tree.
I looked at those initials carved in the trunk,
and I shead a tear.
Envy and Wrath grew in my heart,
for I had no one to love.
But I thought to myself. Just then,
I found myself in love with the nature of the trees.
The trees were there,
The trees making sweet music with the swerling winds,
and I fell in love.
Soon after I found a tree, that had been cut down.
The emotions had boiled my blood and I fell to my knees,
and I cried, for my fallen love.
I looked at the cracked branches and the dying leaves,
I quickly wiped the tears away and took in a deep breath,
and I looked over to my right and left and saw the trees.
The trees all around me, sorrowful and crying with me
for the fallen tree.
The trees were always there for me.