The Wild Cherry Tree

The seed once small and fragile,

The innocence of growth, a innocent tale

Grew into a terrifying image,

A trunk of anger, and branches of fear,

A posture of strength, so severe

A personality of energy, a courageous sight

A heart non-existent, brought about from an endless fight

 

The mighty wind its only friend,

the challenge it brings, until the end

For when I blows it feels alive.

Mighty branches, swipe the sky,

The rain may fall and the sun may shine

But the wild cherry tree will not resign,

To a life of happiness a life of dawn,

As its when it shines, your bound to fall

 

Growing its cherry’s rich, ripe and red

Dependant on no-one, held by no threads!

The wild cherry tree stands defiant,

A wall, a mask, on itself reliant,

Wild and strong, it screams out loud,

Standing alone, yet feeling proud!

 


Comments:
 
StarPoet   StarPoet wrote
on 3/2/2009 2:47:32 AM
I can take this poem and adapt it to a few situations in life. And to even take it as it is written about a tree. You thought this one out and I think it shows.

Roxanna   Roxanna wrote
on 3/1/2009 9:31:53 AM
lol, its cute i thought! x

Miryka   Miryka wrote
on 3/1/2009 9:29:25 AM
Thats amzin so deep n thought provoking!! xx

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