What have you seen, Why-
Has life passed you by?
You have grown and changed now,
So has the world below,
You are un-moved, just old,
What secrets are whitnessed,untold,
They say you have eyes, dear tree,
I ask myself how could that be?
For one so old and so wise,
Seeing so much, no tears dwell in your eyes.
Copyright © Neysha Rose | Year Posted 2005
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