Friday, October 14, 2011


there are scars that i see
on that old oak tree

and it reminds me of me

through the smite by the fire
that transpired in fifty five
she continues to thrive

and though smote by the blow
i know so many years ago
she refuses to go

and lives on to survive
as she tries to deny
all the scars
that never lie

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