My Love the Stump
I arrived from work late
And there it was near the backyard gate
My favourite tree now a stump
My heart felt like a lump
Brutally cut off this being
So vital for my wellbeing
Made me sit and cry
Beneath the clear blue sky
I lowered my head on the stump
And felt its heart go thump
Knew my love still lived
The stump, the tree has outlived
With reverence I kissed its bark
And knew it could be used to make an ark
Copyright © Tahera Mannan | Year Posted 2010
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