Abe V Rotor
Requiem to a Tree
Here you lie, fallen cold and dead;
Your requiem's the sound of feet and stone,
As mindless passersby just tread
On, gazing at the empty horizon.
"Oh heart, the bleeding drops of red!"
I had said this once - oh, how sad!
When my son died, and when you were felled;
And I'll say it again after the flood.~
Living with Nature 3, AVR (All Rights Reserved)
1 comment:
Hi sir! I live next door to that tree. That tree was one of my childhood memories. We used to play under it, gives us shade whenever we play during noon. I surely miss that tree and my childhood friends who owns the house with the tree in it.
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