Tree..
i stand tall..
on my ground i stay..
i talk no words..
and yet i stand tall..
i feed mother earth..
i protect hitchhikers from the storm..
i play with kids, i watched them swinging upon a tire beneath me
lovers carved their names on me..
travelers piss on me..
and yet i stand tall..
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
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