poem written based upon this image -- online poetry class assignment
In early spring, I wake again, soft rain along my bark and skin; I feel the world breathe out and in~ I stand and keep the seasons’ memory. I’ve watched your footsteps come and go, your whispered joys, your hidden woe; I hold the echoes soft and slow~ I stand and keep the seasons’ memory. You leaned on me when life felt thin, your losses heavy, sharp as wind; I kept your secrets deep within~ I stand and keep the seasons’ memory. And though you’ve changed, as humans do, I still reach out with limbs toward you; your presence feels like sunlight through and through~ I stand and keep the seasons’ memory.
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