Once thriving and lush and green
Dancing in the winds of spring
April's showers bring growth and joy
Roots singing in hydrated bliss
Birds nestled way up high
Hiding away in a strong embrace
While their coverage is full bodied
They have no fear
Until...
Soil now dried and hard
Roots withered with crying pleas
Spring no longer creates dance numbers
And the rain threatens to drown
The last leaves fall along a path of no return
That was the last thread tethering it all
If a tree falls and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?
No...
It is simply an ever rising statistic
About the Creator
Finn River Clemons
Mental illness
Suffering
Pain
I write to you
But not in vain
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