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 © | Year Posted 2017

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Daniel Avatar
October 17, 2017 at 7:45 AM
Lovely imagery, Sunlite, I liked it:)
Wanter Avatar
October 17, 2017 at 9:20 AM
Thank you, Jo.
Sivey Avatar
October 13, 2017 at 8:23 AM
Beautiful write my friend, though it really is a sad one! Is this a revelation upon life, the cycle that we all go through...the maturity until we break and fall apart! I loved the inferences! What a grandiose piece, Great Work!!
Wanter Avatar
October 13, 2017 at 9:39 AM
Yes it's about a life, Russell. Thank you for commenting - you are always so encouraging.
Pandit Avatar
October 12, 2017 at 10:21 PM
This is quite original and creative..well written SW!
Wanter Avatar
October 13, 2017 at 9:38 AM
Thank you so much, Vijay.
Vaso Avatar
October 12, 2017 at 9:32 PM
Oh a very touching poem, the cycle of life so beautiful and yet so sad. Lovely poem!
Wanter Avatar
October 13, 2017 at 9:38 AM
You've got it, Arthur! I always appreciate your comments.
Dietrich Avatar
October 12, 2017 at 8:05 PM
Hey, this looks like it might be one for that new contest, but I'm thinking it was a sonnet contest? anyway, this is a great idea to write about this dear tree and how it finally broke. The picture of it is so nice too.
Wanter Avatar
October 13, 2017 at 9:35 AM
Not for a contest, Andrea. Thank you for your interest.
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