Nick Ruff Poet Rhyme

Old Forest

Naked forest, withered, brown,
You seem to cry without a sound
For company and shelter from
The scars of winter’s damage done

But if I wander far from home,
I’ll find you bare, and I alone;
Beneath your limbs I’d wait in vain
For you to speak, your leaves to change

Too far apart do we now stand,
But still I gaze upon your trees,
Though I'm not welcome in your arms,
And you won’t feign to care for me

Threadbare, bent, and broken now,
Hollowed out by snow and rain,
You stand – a memory gone past
Held captive only in my gaze

I pray that when the spring returns,
Your brush will glow, your branches shine,
And flowers hidden far below
Will bloom again,
Both yours and mine.

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