Often enough we think not
Of the mighty trees knowledge
For who can really say that they care
You are not a fairy tale by any means
I am not an adventurer who seeks
Out wisdom and guidance from a tree
Nor do you speak to me
But if you look carefully you will see that this poor tree
Has been through all the trials and pain
It really is a shame that you can't even tell me your name
For you are wiser than any well-taught scholar
You went through the burdens and trials of life
With your head up high
Pointing to your Creator
Sorry about this poem being messed up before. #glitchpad
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Invisible Ink
PoetryMy random poetry that expresses my thoughts feelings and experiences. Many of these poems reflect some of the darker times in my life while others celebrate how blessed I have found myself to be. However quite a few of these are not about me. I have...
