Scarcley a Tree

How awkward the tree
Of ice and hail
Looks when brute winds come to play
For they rip away
Her lovely
Bouncy
Skirts of May
And leave instead
A somber mourning dress of gray
But hush!
Don't tell her that I said it
Just think of all the things she'd say
If she, the girl
And I,
The tree





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TWIGGII666 said...
Aug. 12, 2011 at 1:12 pm
Wow.  Simply amazing!
 
Libra97 replied...
Aug. 12, 2011 at 3:19 pm
Thank you! Glad you like it! :)
 
SMWells said...
Jul. 1, 2011 at 6:31 pm
Thats sweet, I never thought of it that way before.
 
Libra97 replied...
Aug. 10, 2011 at 12:14 pm
Thanks!  We had a tree in our front yard and I always thought how odd it looked with all of its leaves gone, especially since it was the first on our street to lose its.
 
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