Acorn Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Carolyn Brunelle

Carolyn Brunelle

Tennessee
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Carolyn Brunelle
Tennessee
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Acorn



Wore her identity so close
to the skin,
couldn’t be touched
or ever let anyone in.

Had a heart well hidden
in a hard outer shell
wonder who she really was
but no one could ever tell.

After so many years
tucked away from the light,
all the worlds inside
would grow out of sight.

An acorn soul hidden
inside an oak tree;
never in this life
could she ever be free.

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Carolyn Brunelle

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