Perspective Poem by Robert Smith
Perspective
a tree in my garden
i've loved all my life
i sun it by day
and i water at night
so one day i asked
and asked so polite
excuse me but why
do you lean to the right?
on my trunk said the tree
you may see a small cleft
but you're on the wrong side
and i lean to the left
and also quite straight
at o'clock three or nine
so when you look correctly
i'm perfectly fine.
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4/19/2024 5:53:42 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Hugging a tree, great metaphor.