The Tree

by Jane Love, cancer - Not entered

A dry barren desert
no water to see
nothing could survive here
nothing but that tree
a tree full of blossoms
a tree full of green
in a dry barren desert
what a sight to see

But those blossoms are dreams 
that our children have made
they will grow to forget them
but on the tree they will stay
the garden is gone
but the tree will remain
in the tree of the apple
love and hope will stay

Don't forget the dreams 
of the children today
and help them pick the blossoms
of the tree on their way

Reason for writing:

    
even though it may be hard, dreams can survive. i hope my dreams do.
                                  - Jane Love
    

Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1996-09-22 17:47:37
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:39:00
Poem ID: 45635

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