Tree Carving
I went outside
Chisel in hand
Found a tree with the biggest trunk
Took a firm stand
Wood chips began to fly
A heart began to appear
I thought we'd be together
But a cross grain was near
A knot stopped me
The heart was complete
It will remain empty inside, like me
Until true love I meet
Copyright © Teresa Harr-Pena | Year Posted 2007
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