Tree Poem by Dillon McKenna
Tree
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These leaves know not what move them,
Nor this trunk, this bough, this stem.
These fruits are not for me,
But for you, for I am a tree,
And cannot use them.
For you and your own
And I need not be adored,
My gifts merit no reward,
But when the wind resounds with my moan,
Remember the sounds of your own.
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
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