Old and Baring
I am old but still baring.
I have had alot of children through the years...
but their all gone now.
Now I'm all alone.
I know I will have more one day.
I stand here and wait for that special day.
Now it's time for me to bare my children.
I can feel them growing from inside then spring out.
All my leaves because I am a tree.
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