Calling the TreeA Poem by Alfred Kukitzhello there it's meI am the which way to whenever slipping by my feet I stumble on a darkness discovered fallen, fallen like an old tree of time my shadow missing until I rise once up and about I hear myself calling calling to the tree out loud. © 2016 Alfred Kukitz |
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2 Reviews Added on May 24, 2016 Last Updated on May 24, 2016 Tags: which, way, darkness, discovered AuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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