I feel the trees whisper,
their hearts beat as one,
the roots intertwine,
the leaves face the sun.
The flowers, so pure,
the fruit, so sweet,
but when axe meets wood,
down comes the tree.
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Of all the Stars - Poems
PoetryHere are a collection of poems that I have made. #122 in Poetry, on 26th October 2016 #125 in Poetry, on 22nd October 2016. #140 in Poetry, on 21st October 2016. *** In my dreams there is a bird and a painted blue sky and how it flies...
