The Trees

August 19, 2009
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I used to see the dancing trees as though they were alive
They’d leap and bend and swirl in the wind to my childish delight
I’d go on happily, without a doubt, into the game of life
We played and played, those children and I, and into the night we laughed and cried
And home I came with teary eyes and a heart that proved too heavy
Later that night I slid to the side, the door which held the truth from my eyes
And watched the lifeless trees abroad, those leafless trees of misery

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Ballad Baby said...
Jan. 7, 2010 at 10:53 am
You have a gift of capturing the joy of youth & innocence and stripping them away in a moment.
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