Standing alone

by Kimmie   Jan 26, 2005


When the wind blows,
The trees move.
They sway and bend in their own groove.

Those that don't,
and try to stand tall.
The wind shows no mercy and pushes to fall.

The wind overpowers,
The tree gives way.
It hits the ground to stay and decay.

One lone tree,
Who Knew to bend.
Stands alone except for the wind.

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