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The Lonely Tree

November 27, 2018
By Anonymous

Lonely in the fall breeze 

Where all the leaves 

Fall off the tree

A quiet place to get away 

For me and the tree are the only things to see 

One small hill with clouds moving heavily and a tree 

with bare limbs as cold as me 

For I have never been the same since that day 

The day that I realized it was the only happy place for me 

Now I know I'm all alone 

And the tree is the only thing I can call my own 

With no one there for me when I moan and Groan 

With no one there except my tree 

Until finally I  can call something else my own,

A grave for my soul


The author's comments:

This piece was based on a painting of an empty tree that is on a hill. 


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