Poems: Indulge your soul in verses

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There was once stood a tree

So tall and so free

One day, rain pours hard

Broke its leaves and trunk

The tree weep and said to thee

" I will miss you, lovely part of me.

But I will grow new and lush,

As lush as you were with me"

As gray as his bud

The tree never grew lush

Even a sprout of small leave was deprived.

Hope withers as the season changes.

The depressed tree then look around

Its weak body crackled in sound

Fell to pieces to the ground.

It closed its eyes and cried.

Strange as it thought,

He cried but of joy.

Hidden inside of his

was a miracle of Earth.