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Of Air and Trees

January 16, 2011
By Quentin Adams SILVER, Colleyville, Texas
Quentin Adams SILVER, Colleyville, Texas
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It used to mean more to me,
This broken tree that stands alone;
Leaves falling fast, head bowed;
Hope is cast all upon the petals
gently falling;
And I descend from towers of freedom
with hope inside, petals just now gracing
the marbled courtyard stone.


The author's comments:
continuity of the moment

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