Trapped In Paradise Poem by greg richardson

Trapped In Paradise



Trapped with nowhere to go
I watch the flames
dancing to and fro
around the tree
I planted long ago.
They do not seem
to have the power to burn me
and encircle the land I call home.
If I remain still
perhaps they will abate
all I can do
is watch and wait.

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