Trees Bend
A Poem on Life's Unpredictability
This is for Mikeydred's March Prompt.
Like the Month of March, life is .unpredictable. -Michelle Liew
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Still, they wait, stoic in the silence
Branches tilted to the blue sky
White frost stays within their bark
A hush before the green.
Roots press down, holding soil,
Knowing warmth returns
They trust the sun
Breathing
Hope
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This work is entirely original. Any AI tags is coincidental.
About the Creator
Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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Comments (3)
such a lovely piece, full of hope
Lovely, lovely...trees ad animals know to trust nature. We should listen.
This was so beautiful. Loved your poem!