DownA Poem by A
You are a tree
that grew down A simple sapling planted without care Whose branches touched the earth and remained encased for eternity You are a body engineered precisely With carefully crafted pieces misplaced on the product A series of imperfections spoiling a delicate entity You are beauty shown to nobody Glittering more than others of your kind Reduced to a life of seclusion You are a tree that grew down But your roots flared upwards Bringing spectators to see the glory in your creation -A © 2016 A |
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