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The Proud Tree

A Whisper of Time

By BuzuPublished 2 months ago 1 min read
The Proud Tree
Photo by Gilly Stewart on Unsplash

With roots of wisdom, deep and strong,

The proud tree stands, where it belongs.

Its bark, a canvas worn with time,

Whispers stories, sublime.

Its branches reach, a verdant crown,

Toward the heavens, reaching down

To catch the sunlight's gentle kiss,

A silent prayer, a tender bliss.

The birdsong fills its leafy hair,

A symphony, a joyful prayer.

For life it shelters, big and small,

A haven safe for one and all.

Through summer's warmth and winter's bite,

The proud tree stands, a stoic sight.

A silent witness, year on year,

To laughter, tears, and all held dear.

So let us learn from this grand friend,

With roots that hold, till the very end.

To stand tall, strong, with branches wide,

A shelter, a friend, with love inside.

nature poetry

About the Creator


Verses sculpted from the heart, I'm a poet navigating emotions with ink-stained fingertips. Crafting tales that dance between reality and dreams, my words paint a symphony of feelings in the canvas of life. 📜✨ #PoetLife #Wordsmith

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