Plant A Tree Poetry Poet Rhyme

I Am the Parcel Straining In Vain Where I Am

I had to look up from the 
forest floor to find my way 

Though, lost in marvel, 
my eyes "did" want to stay 

Across the forest floor 
decay danced with birth 

Circled rings within grain 
measure years of worth 

My pace raced through a 
forest of thought, save face 

Unraveling roots traced and 
laced with leaf lay waste 

Thorn and vine thickets 
gave chase to slowed pace 

With newly lifted eyes 
I see where I've been, was,
and am

Yet this parcel strains
In vain where it stands

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