by adjhematteson, Illinois, USA
Jul 2014 950 Views 6 comments
HELP ME LIVE
For your height has weighed down on you.
For your branches held a beautiful
place up in the sky.
The wind ripped you from where
you were as if to pull life
out of your roots.
Your girth was your death.
You lean over to the fence as if
asking your friend to help to
bring you back to the beauty that
was your existence
For yet that is not to be life
has been cut short.
You are no more it is time
to say goodbye.
For your branches held a beautiful
place up in the sky.
The wind ripped you from where
you were as if to pull life
out of your roots.
Your girth was your death.
You lean over to the fence as if
asking your friend to help to
bring you back to the beauty that
was your existence
For yet that is not to be life
has been cut short.
You are no more it is time
to say goodbye.
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Posted: Jul 2014
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Comments (6)
beatiful sorrow piece
Hello we had trees that pulled up the earth when they fell over. We had a tornado touch down in 3 places. I am in o suburbs. I still have no power at a restaurant charging everything. I pray your day has been a blessed one
thank you and may your day be a blessed one