Comparison of the Tree
Thumping with a life, blood flowing through veins
Beauty composes the view, weather vanes
Brown, red, yellow, orange are all present
Dormancy floods tree seeming heaven sent
But death nears as time bears its dreary end
The limbs are all crooked and surely bend
Beds are filled with leaves old and decrepit
With rain falling cold, causing me to sit
Old, the feeling of the spot before me
Ancient is the sure timeless century
Seeping the sap oozes from open sores
Hitting me deep within my heart and core
Life of the tree surely lives just for us
Holding strong even through massive digress
Russell Sivey
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