The Tree Brides Poem by Mark Heathcote

The Tree Brides



Of course, a tree has rings,
each one, a wedding-band
oh, to be the 'bride' of such a tree
to bask in His emerald love unendingly.

Minus all other pining cordialities
bar a litany of morning birdsong.
Oh, wouldn't that be truly heavenly?
Wear plain sky as a wedding sarong.

Monday, July 8, 2013
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Pradip Chattopadhyay 09 July 2013

I agree with Bri though the poem is beautiful.

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