Under the tree

by Ernest Johnson   Jul 26, 2011


I sit under the tree
A haven for solace
It's yet to fail me

I ponder the path
Life's trek brought me along
Events long ago
Recollections still strong

A child is
As childhood conveys
Exhilaration for some
Or just dreary days

Looking up in the night
And gaze upon stars
Or just the whole black
Painted over by scars

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  • 9 years ago

    by Em

    I like the comparisons. Powerful beautiful piece

  • 14 years ago

    by TJ Arizona Eagle

    Nice write, it's dark but over done. Again the weird characters need to be edited out , they make it harder to read and distracts the reader. Excellent

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