I am like a tree.
Though my body is not strong with bark,
And the wind doesn't make my flesh sway,
I am like a tree,
In a very simple way.
The wind makes me bend and sway,
Dancing in merriment of the winds whispering music.
I twist and grow,
My mind and heart changing with the season of my leaves,
My roots hold me still,
As I grow bark for sleeves.
For I am like a tree.
I take in the animals to house,
The poor creatures that need a home,
I provide my branches,
And give the creatures so.
I grow tall as I bathe in water and light,
Leaching my strength from sun so bright.
As I grow the trees around me shall rot,
I shall grow,
And shrivel not.
I am like a tree.
For when my day has come and turns long,
My birds shall sing a mourning song.
But alas I'm not fully gone,
My saplings shall grow and live on.
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I'ld like to thank my teacher for this fun class assignment.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Random Junk
De TodoThis whole book is just random junk I decided to write down. If you don't like, don't read. By the way, many of these stories aren't very length and are good for those lazy people who don't want to read very much. Please don't copy write. But if yo...
