the old oak tree
weak and weary i grow
my branches brittle with age
the ice from this storm
weighing me down
spring is soon coming
blooms will replace the ice
soon i will be full again
the damage will go unnoticed
surviving another winter
snow, ice, wind and rain
the darkness of winter
slowing fading
7 comments:
this has been a really event filled winter for many of the northern states... i can imagine it is really painful to be a tree in those areas... isn't it amazing what they can withstand???
i am leaving you a link to my post as i am sure i will be in bed before they call for posts tonight... and i combined it with another prompt so it is already posted...
spellbound
Yes, you did think the same as me, how cool, and this is lovely, very quiet and sad and moving. Nice one. Oh and hello by the way, nice to meet you!
its amazing how resilient trees can be, I enjoyed reading this
A moment of rebirth beautifully done.
Tree reinforce life. That was my feeling after reading this!
A gentle poem describing a time of transition. Very nice.
I'm looking at those trees right now but there are no buds yet!
I like the gentleness in this poem.
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