Dark Mossy Tree
Dark Mossy Tree
Your dark, dank limbs grow wide
Remembering you in my mind
Your strong roots placed so deeply
Moss hanging oh so sweetly
Green peat growing neatly
Amidst damp bark beneath my feet
Branches raised reeling, arched dramatically toward the sky’s ceiling
Sweeping above me, telling stories of a century
Of times both glorious and grey
Breezes past skinned knees, broken in disarray
Buzzing bees
Lilacs, wildflowers that grew wildly in the breeze
Smiled nearby as promises broken and kept
Reveal for a moment, never to intercept
A mystical bird chirped, campfires swirled
Crickets hummed, frogs croaked, squirrels whirled
Dark mossy tree remembers all, echoing children’s laughter
Emitting swampy dreams long after
For to look at you is therapy for the soul
Remembering all the stories left untold
-M. Jacobs
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