The tree grew
Just like how their hatred grew .
They forgot about the young heart
Which is still fragile.
The fragile heart learnt how to
Act ,
Lie
Which he practised more than the equations he learned .
later on
He realised words were powerful
But experience and realization teach us more than what words could convey.
He wanted to leave
The urge for him to leave
Was same as the urge of a peel of a ripen fruit to seperate.
The tree still grew with the boy
The boy later on realised that some stories makes us think more than a novel .
The tree shed its leaves in fall
Just like how the let go of his beloved and belongings .
The tree flourished in spring just like how the boy had his sparks.
And the trees leaves changed its colours in autumn
Like the boy who learnt something valuable.
The trees leaves acted on, while its strong trunk stayed strong .
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Author:
ann hegg (
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Comments1
A lovely poetic allegory full of metaphor and tale gives its message of leaving the past and all its baggage to grow and live. Well done
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