Poem #182
Earth #4
I have been a tree
for one hundred fifty years
made strong in millennium of family,
loam and fungus.
I was my parents’ dream
when you came to this place stumbling,
the forest floor was dark.
By curse or grace,
I sprouted.
Earth #4
I have been a tree
for one hundred fifty years
made strong in millennium of family,
loam and fungus.
I was my parents’ dream
when you came to this place stumbling,
the forest floor was dark.
By curse or grace,
I sprouted.
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