I'M a Redbud Tree
I’m a Redbud Tree
Once I was a sapling
With four thin trunks from the ground,
Hot pink blossoms clung to the forks,
Of shoots of tiny branches.
And I grew.
One trunk made a branch
And there was room for five,
Thriving, red, I was lovely,
My leaves heart shaped.
And i grew.
Until one trunk became diseased,
And then there were four;
Invisible tears fell to the ground,
Though the tiny branches dressed with leaves.
And I grew.
I thrived and blossomed and matured,
But then, one by one,
Trunks and branch said goodbye,
One strong trunk held an umbrella of blossoms,
Until
My umbrella broke and fell to the ground,
My one trunk left is brittle still standing,
I am weak, I am waiting for my cycle to complete,
Nature is ever changing.
Copyright © Sunlite Wanter | Year Posted 2017
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