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As she stared up
At the tall barren trees
She noticed that although
They looked alike

They were all different
Not one solitary tree
Exactly alike
Keenly looking closer

Bark was chipped on each tree
Detailed etchings all different
Dangling skinny branches

The trees seemed to moan and groan
Blame it on the deep, dark, gray, cloudy, sky
Or the chilly, biting, wind
For the coldness she felt inside

Her mood desolate and solemn
Suddenly she is just tired and worn out
As she looked up to see
A plane flying overhead

She sighed and thought; oh why not I
Black birds were flying in unison
Again she thought; oh why not I
Feeling tired of holding on to

Whatever it takes to keep life moving
She felt the need to get away
More space is what she needs
She just can't breathe

She's been holding on too tight
Not letting anything slip through her fingers
She can't hold it all in her outstretched hands
Just like the tall barren trees

They all look alike
Yet they are all different
So too, different is she
Suddenly she is just tired and worn out

İSeptember 23, 2010 Janet Irene Griffin


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