Our Story

by Hellon   Jun 20, 2018

...and, I shiver as
I watch the last leaf fall
and slowly drift in
the wind that winter

it was our tree for many a year...

we laughed, read, ate apples,
hiding under the canopy
of its summer splendor.

Yes, we thought the world
was our oyster then and time was
something only old people worried about


that was not to be in
our story...

@Hellon 20 June 2018


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  • 1 year ago

    by Daniel

    Elegant, lovely poem! I think trees are quite symbolic, and you paint a rebatable and sad story here. The metaphor of things around us ending is always a poignant one

  • 1 year ago

    by Noureddine

    Nice poem carry on

  • 1 year ago

    by Em (marmite)

    Oh wow!! All I can say is I'm glad to see this nominated as I'm lost for words

  • 1 year ago

    by Milly Hayward

    A lovely emotional piece. Milly x

  • 1 year ago

    by Maple Tree


    Your poetry and this poem for one is touching and elegant. I love your crafty way of blending words with your emotions and moments in time. Beautiful!

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