(the) Lonesome Tree Poem by Jennifer Ann Kraengel

(the) Lonesome Tree

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Another tree was crying
It's leaves rushed to and frow
Before descending like raindrops
Amongst the cold winter snow

Towering high like an inferno
It stood like a statue, bare and still.
A bird landed on its branches,
Making it feel warmer, much less brittle.

Cheered up by its new companion
No longer did it stand in pain
A new element of life had been given for
pride and respect - never to be the same.

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