Like A Tree

Like a tree 
nothing will 
s h a k e 
   me. 

Like a tree 
the wind blows through my hair. 

Shading me 
     into 
silhouette 

Like a tree 
I bend 
and move. 

Reaching 
to kiss 
the sun. 

Like a tree 
take the tears 
and 
make them 
BEAUTIFUL 

Like a tree 
the sky is my limit 
and nothing but dirt can 
ever 
hold 
me 
back. 

 

Geri

MD

17 years old

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