Sunday, 14 January 2007

XX: Sacrifice

Sturdy Oak.
Golden Bough.
Weeping Willow.
Tell me how.

How can it be
That such a tree
Should bear such pain
For you and me?
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  1. BunnyGirl21 January 2007 at 09:31

    Superb yet simple too. The best kind of poetry.
    Thanks

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  2. Annelisa7 February 2007 at 08:03

    Really like this one... it could apply to different situations too. More open to personal interpretation...

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