Thursday Introspections 25.1.18

Lonely tree

late at night a sigh rises
from the depth of the tranquil lake
it gently touches the dead limbs
of the tree that was gone now
it remembers with a deep pang
how he covered up with green leaves
and smiled at his reflection
in the placid lake
or late in spring all covered in blooms
he proudly watched himself
smiling back
from the mirror lake
the birds that sat on his branches
sang for the sky and the lake
their sweet voices were gone too
with the tree
the lake stays behind
those lovely days and nights
when they were here together!

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