Poems

A never ending story

once there was a majestic tree

children would climb to the highest peak

during stormy nights it would look freighting

then in the mornings it would look so graceful

As time passed those same children

would have their first kiss under those same branches

They would also go on and have their first heart aches under those leaves

many things would change for them all, but the one constant is the majestic tree

They all fell in love and married

only one stayed behind

and married underneath those leaves

the story never ends. .

 

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