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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I remember clinging on to the naked branch, which had been my home since the season of birth. In my days of botanical glory, flourishing and nourishing in nature I would spread my vibrant wings of luscious green, blooming alongside a canopy of compatriots, shading the world from bright sunlight. At night we would shimmer under moonlight, sheltering sleeping nests weaved by 'expecting' birds. When only baby feathers remained, and as birdfeeders slowly emptied, skies altered their aura in hues of grey, one by one my 'fellow stems' started to fall. Helpless I watched them decay under trampling feet, each step sucking the life from them. Rampant rain arrived soaking the veins of my life, dripping tear drops upon the ground beneath me. I wondered if the sun would return to show mercy, hydrating my crumbling sallowish skin, but in its goodbye, I was left abandoned in the cold. Wondering is this my destiny? A temporary existence - why was I not formed in an evergreen shield? Lost in thought, abruptly, the winds began blowing stronger, rain pelted more persistently - my grip became weaker so I let go screaming I remember falling in slow motion, being blown around, twisting and twirling, up and down, as my 'whole life flashed before me' Car headlights flashing, I was defenceless to my upcoming doom. My end, a predictable fate of fragile vulnerability, was near, as I prepared for my last sigh. but before I took my last breath, I fell upon a brown eyed, giggling child's face, tangling in her curly hair - "Mummy, can I keep it." she asked as she placed me carefully in her schoolbag. in between the pages of her diary..
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