...Poetry!
Untitled by Waylon Crews
Trees reach to the sky
gnarled fingers grasping
for warmth for comfort
the sky now gray
leaves me wanting
to declare...to say
Love is what I reach for!
What my roots and leaves,
Need to flourish, to be Nourished
...By You...
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"Like one who on a Lonely Road
Doth walk in fear and dread,
And having once turned round, walks on,
And turns no more his head
Because he knows a frightful Fiend
Doth close behind him Tread"
I don't remember the Author of that one but I liked it
Trees reach to the sky
gnarled fingers grasping
for warmth for comfort
the sky now gray
leaves me wanting
to declare...to say
Love is what I reach for!
What my roots and leaves,
Need to flourish, to be Nourished
...By You...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Like one who on a Lonely Road
Doth walk in fear and dread,
And having once turned round, walks on,
And turns no more his head
Because he knows a frightful Fiend
Doth close behind him Tread"
I don't remember the Author of that one but I liked it