Treasure Island

Margaux Masten


I'm five years young,
for the past half-hour, from your branches I've hung

I'm eight somehow,
I play with barbies under your branches now.

I'm eleven,
I cry under your branches as Poppy flies to heaven.

Now I'm fifteen,
After my first kiss, your branches so serene.

Im eighteen, okay,
THe thought of your branches comforts me as I'm on my way.

Im twenty-two to the day,
Under your branches I fall in love, what can I say?

I'm twenty-six, I've aged,
Under your branches I get engaged!

I'm thirty now,
Two beautiful kids and a husband, I don't know how/

I'm thirty-two,
I watch my kids play under you.

I'm forty nowadays,
Two active kids, my life's a craze.

I'm forty-five,
I watch my oldest go out into the world to thrive.

I'm fifty, time is a theft,
My second one just left.

I'm sixty, I come for a visit,
Under your branches I sit.

I will die soon,
No more branches, your just a ruin.

Submitted: Thursday, May 31, 2012

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This poem is inspired by my favorite Magnolia tree in Duke Gardens near my house.

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