Saturday, February 1, 2014

My tree of memory

My tree of memory
planted long ago
near quiet stream
running many years
subtle tranquility
My tree of memory
grew tall and strong
full, and green
until the drought
dried up the stream
that kept it growing
My tree of memory
fading, dying, blowing
away, each leaf
that held so much
never to be seen again
and so it will be
My tree of memory
will die with me

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