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Sapling

May 30, 2017
By Anonymous

The sky was gray,
Nothing but tree stumps and tombstones.
Crosses went on for miles everyday there was more.
Skulls, bones everything was dead.
But one green sprout let so much freshness to the Earth
It emerged from the rock-like dirt
It addes by height after years
and that one sapling stayed
above were I had laid.


The author's comments:

I love nature but I always thought if we didn't have plants. This inspired me to right a poem about one single sampling in the ground.


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