Old Tree, micropoetry written by Mitch Bensel at Spillwords.com

Old Tree

Old Tree

written by: Mitch Bensel



I am an old tree
my branches know when the storms will destroy
when the sun will heal
rain’s moisture flexes my strength
rest under me, my shade is real
my bark is jagged from age but strong
roots deep with experience
of the ways of time
lean against me
I have you

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