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I loved this.

This was as beautiful as a waterfall in the moonlight...

posted by ForeverPoet on November 11, 2013 at 5:18 PM | link to this | reply

i called a friend an old tree and now she has died. nice poem. sincerely pear, 

posted by TRUSTED_SERVANT on November 11, 2013 at 10:54 AM | link to this | reply

Gentle poem seeking a reason

posted by C_C_T on November 11, 2013 at 7:16 AM | link to this | reply

Old trees with reaching branches surround this place where I live.  Some of them are very old and now and then winds bring down branches that can no longer reach upward.

posted by TAPS. on November 10, 2013 at 7:49 PM | link to this | reply

I enjoy painting old trees and stumps on my Rocks. They go together some how, for me, and there is always a man's face within the tree somewhere, if you look!!

posted by Kabu on November 10, 2013 at 6:49 PM | link to this | reply

I love old trees and old wood, the memories they hold. I carve old wood now and make canes and walking sticks, the lines in the wood speak of the old days when we were young and life was always lived under blue skies.

posted by UtahJay on November 10, 2013 at 5:49 PM | link to this | reply

The stories it could tell...

posted by FormerStudentIntern on November 10, 2013 at 5:02 PM | link to this | reply

Sinome

How nice - it may be an old tree, but this poem still has the breath of summer about it...

posted by Nautikos on November 10, 2013 at 4:50 PM | link to this | reply

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