Theresa Ann Moore

Rookie - 0 Points (1940 / Michigan, U.S.A.)

Growing Upward - Poem by Theresa Ann Moore

A small tree began to grow
Many impressions were pressed
Into the sapling’s brow and soul
Some gladden…others distressed

Its roots deepen and limbs strengthen
Innocently growing in the shadows
Hearing whispers from grown trees
Seeking an ideal model to follow

Wondering how it would be
To learn without a slanted view
Witnessing life freely with honesty
Deciding for it’s self what to do

Stretching high…reaching the sky
The warming sunlight embraces
Encouraging nest building and song
Robust branches tower over dark places

8/4/09


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 4, 2009


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