The Circle of Life
It shed its leaves this Autumn Lightening the load one last time Weary now from carrying the weight Limbs already beginning to die The old tree was ailing It already knew its fate The seasons had come and gone Many a creature had Inhabited its boughs Nests of squirrels and birds A fox’s den at the base Its leaves shading the cows This tree had wrapped its branches Around heartache and happiness Providing comfort to those in need Placating the broken hearted And sheltering some from the rain It was one hundred nights of hero, indeed Soon the tree was pulled down And the birds lamented over its dead body New homes now to be found A loss taking years to replace A death not easily forgotten As the old tree gives back to the ground Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © Prompts:Wrap - Stream of ConsciousnessPlacate - WotDAutumn RDPOne Hundred Nights of Hero - Christine's Daily Writing Prompt Go Dog Go CafeThe tree was pulled down and the birds lamented over its dead body - MLMM's Saturday Mix Unique Personality - to include this sentence Image by Hans Braxmeier from Pixabay
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Very much like the book ‘The Giving Tree’
A hero indeed. 🙂
Yes Jules. I’ve always felt that trees were human in a way because they give food and shelter and they can wither and die, young or old. 🙂💕
So beautifully expressed , dust to dust…. ❤️
Thanks so much Punam🙂💕
My pleasure dear! 🙂
This is awesome. As I read I had a vision of an elderly woman slowly making her way somewhere and this was her last song. Beautifully evocative. 🙂
Oh I am so happy you liked it! 🙂For some reason all the prompts came together today and this happened! Somedays are like that I guess ❤️
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