My Tree My Friend

Augustus

 

My friend did call me­­­­–just today­­­­

To say a thing or two

About his wife and kids–grandkids

Filled me out of the blue

 

Through panes of glass a tree does see

My life within this room

Growing, seeding, flowering–feeding

Nourish me from my gloom

 

A tree, a friend, my life–depends

On sup they may provide

"lil" difference by God– the pair

From Him I cannot hide. 

 

 

 

 

Augustus / Folsom / October 2016

  • Author: Augustus (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 15th, 2016 08:27
  • Comment from author about the poem: Yesterday, I received a call from an old friend.
  • Category: Spiritual
  • Views: 26
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Comments4

  • WriteBeLight

    I love that!

    • Augustus

      Thanks a bunch.

    • BRIAN & ANGELA

      I THINK THAT I SHALL NEVER SEE A THING AS LOVELY AS A TREE ! Thanks for sharing "A" Friends ~ Trees ~ GOD ~ all these things are in a continuum ~ which makes life worth living ! Your Friend BRIAN

      • Augustus

        Experimented with different meter. Thanks.

      • Tony36

        Awesome Awesome write

        • Augustus

          Thanks.

          • Tony36

            Welcome

          • kevin browne

            lovely..x.

            • Augustus

              Thanks for reading.



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