Wednesday, December 19, 2018

"The Tree I'll Be" by me

Recycle me.
I'll be the worm who returns 
using all that I've learned.
Never making any sound;
waiting for the spring.

Nurture me.
As I become the tree,
a spirited green canopy.
A shaded restful place to be; 
a place where laughter rings.

Remember me.
I wasn't always what you see,
I used to be humanity,
Now Ive found humility;
the most important of all things....

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