I was a tree
Once I was a tree
and just stopped growing,
yesterday or so I forgot
how I had to do it,
today I feel it
at the chilly cold in my roots.
Once I was a tree,
it wasn’t just for now that I realised,
this morning my trunk
cracked for the first time,
or at least a bit more then
the day before.
Once I was a tree,
and reached with my old branches
at the sun and the moon,
now they reach a little less further
but they are begging
so much harder.
© Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere
08/11/2014
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Rudi Lejaeghere
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09-11-2014
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