The Tree of Poetry
As you count the rings of your tree of poetry
It will tell you that age of this tree
The bark will cover what you have within
Your limbs will branch out to others
And show them what you have within
They will touch each other and bring harmony
Your leaves will be green and others will envy your color
In the fall your leaves will fall to be gathered
To be burned into other souls
Copyright © Bobby May | Year Posted 2018
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