Oh, thy tree strong and tall, majestic in its might,
With branches reaching heavenward, bathed in golden light.
Its roots deep in the earth, a symbol of strength and grace,
A testament to nature's power, standing firm in every place.
Through seasons' dance it sways, its leaves a vibrant hue,
From springtime blooms to autumn's fiery view.
Birds nestle in its arms, finding solace and reprieve,
As whispers of the wind sing praises to this noble tree.
In summer's scorching heat or winter's icy chill,
Thy tree stands unwavering, resilient still.
A shelter for the weary souls seeking shade and rest,
A refuge from life's storms where peace is manifest.
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Poetry collection
Poésiecollection of some of my original poems dark, deep, joy filled, sorrowful and so on hope you enjoy.
