I find it very hard to see
Why I grew up to be a tree
I grow my leaves and then they fall
I don't know why they grow at all
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I spread my branches where I can...nice line. It brings comfort to those who need..
A tree speaks thru poetry. Wonderful poem, loved it and felt all its greenery. Love good poetry and trees. Thank you.
Yeas one human being should follow a tree. Tree is the secret of greengage and oxygen both. Tree is key of sustaining of life. Very beautifully written.
What the tree feels about its existence very nicely written.