I Bear the Scars of Axes
I bear the scars of axes
forgotten loves
lost rings consumed
in fiery conflagration
rooted in the past
leafless in the present
reaching into the future.
Wars have torn me
taken my offspring
clouded the world
children have hugged me
nestled in my outstretched arms
swung from my limbs
clung to my strength
as they crept
from beneath my shadow
seeking sun and soil
a place to put down roots.
©12/26/2019
I am a tree Poetry Contest
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2019
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