The tree stands surrounded by others
But alone
So different by branch
By leaf
Catching my glance as I pass
All I can think is
If my soul was a tree that would be me
It did not rely on the others to grow
It was planted different
And thats okay to be
Its still as good as the other trees
And just as beautiful to see
And every time I see that tree
I smile and think of me
And remind myself that I like that tree
Because it reminds me that
Its okay to be me.
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Author:
S.louise (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Theres a park near my home and there is a tree that strands out from the rest. Everytime I see it it uplifts my mood. If im feeling alone. Sad. Different. I see that tree and see its beauty. I see that different isn't bad because looking at how different that tree is compared to the rest and how much I like that tree. Sounds crazy. Never be anyone else but yourself. Be your own person. Be the stand out tree.
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Comments4
Well written my friend.
Thank you
I love this poem.
I had to go to Google Translate to read it and love how you share the concept you have here. I love trees also (hugged a few 🙂 ) and this is a beautiful poem. Thank you.
Thank you for reading!!
Good write, those trees are so special.
Thank you 🙂
Sweet , sweet poem
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