The Tall Cypress
The tall Cypress trees
that my daddy had planted
years before i was begotten
to me were the tallest in the land
towering in majesty and magnificent
and a glint of blue where the back was..
was peeling off - so tall they were lovely trees
rising majestically to the very heavens themselves
so angry was i at my daddy
when he decided to harvest them for timber
my lovely cypress trees - for to me they were very..
were the very embodiment of strength and invincibility
lewis k nyaga
Copyright © Lewis Nyaga | Year Posted 2015
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