From Leaf to TreeA Poem by thenakedverseCliché as it sounds, Tree, it’s not you - it’s me.
Fall came to remind us that a love like ours was
never meant to last. Weep not at our parting, but remember
How we were in months of
spring. I clung to you and aged upon your
limbs, And whispered you my secrets in the summer.
We laughed in rain and shivered in the
chill, And together welcomed birds that came to
call. But as the sun began to shorten
day, Our silences grew long and a warning wind began to
red my cheek. I won’t resent September for the change it brought -
I’d gladly take the blame for our
goodbye. But know that while I may have flown to
freedom, From you I never had the dream to fly
© 2012 thenakedverseReviews
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