happy memoriesA Poem by unspoken_heroI was once new to this world, but now years have passed. I still reside in the place where I was conceived. I have seen things live, I have seen things die, yet I still stand tall. I can see for miles out but its always the same. Nothing happens here except the blooming of the roses each year. Except that one year when that nice couple came. I saw a women proposed to right before my very eyes. More years pass now they're my neighbors. I watched them live, I watched their children grow. When they grew of age, they played with me all day long. More years pass, now I only see their graves. I have lived a long time, I fear my bane is soon. Decades pass I finally grow old, my time is surely near. I see the couples graves, happy memories flood back as I slowly decay away. that is when I asked my last question. Did they ever think of me the great oak tree...
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