Little scars on autumn trees
We carry around with us, little scars
To remind us who we really are
Our emotions are locked away frightened to free them
For we don’t want anyone outside to see them
Tears are feelings in liquid form
Distorted aborted expressions of norm
The emptiness left when a loved one leaves
Is walking in parks full of autumn trees
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Author:
Andrew Charles Forrest (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The feeling behind this is that everyone who touches our life leaves a little scar. Some much deeper than others of course and they can all be seen and felt on those of us who make it to be leafless trees in parks... Thanks for the read
- Category: Reflection
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Comments5
This was beautifully poignant
A fine write Andrew.
very smooth and poignant with a pull on the hearts. Great to read, my friend...
Fascinating equation of fallen leaves to dear departed, autumn to age. Loved it.
Wonderful emotive write Andrew.
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