Tree Tale.A Poem by HomasonAn imagery of 'trees battle' with the wind. So whirl & turbulent yet the palm tree shall refuse to break. What life lessons can you depict such experience/encounter? Do you break down and cry?
Tree Tale!
Once I saw it tossed by the wind, Every leave waved a-beg to the wind, But it blew fiercely like whirl wind. Twice I saw it come again, Every leave bent in pain, But they smiled in the rain. Thrice I thought the tree's in trouble, Every toss was swerving double, But the leaves won't give up to fumble. Once I saw it go away, Every leave took its shape, But it was me in the rain. © 2018 HomasonAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorHomasonPort Harcourt, Christianity, NigeriaAboutHumble and friendly. Writer and composer. Author of the book "Before You Quit: A Recipe for Success." Likes to play football and table tennis. Upholds the Golden Rule. more..Writing
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