Tree
Tree
This is a tree
which gives shadow
when I sit in the garden
which has needles
and is so big
even bigger then my house
This is the tree
that I see
when I look out of the window
that shakes
when te wind blowes
This isn’t a tree
that has flowers
that has leaves
that has yellow and red leaves
in the autumn
This isn’t a tree
which feels so soft
and looks so pretty
But in the end
it is the tree
that I have known since my birth
and that I will never forget
©Freej
2004
This is a tree
which gives shadow
when I sit in the garden
which has needles
and is so big
even bigger then my house
This is the tree
that I see
when I look out of the window
that shakes
when te wind blowes
This isn’t a tree
that has flowers
that has leaves
that has yellow and red leaves
in the autumn
This isn’t a tree
which feels so soft
and looks so pretty
But in the end
it is the tree
that I have known since my birth
and that I will never forget
©Freej
2004
Reacties op dit gedicht
| The unreachable: | Zaterdag, april 24, 2004 21:14 |
| Very nice.. | |
| MayadeBij: | Zaterdag, april 24, 2004 20:17 |
| When I shit in the garden ;) A shed with a little carved out heart in it. (puur associaties enzo, geen steek onder water uiteraard. Wat weinig steekhoudend is, alsof we in de droogte veiliger zouden zijn - maar goed :) | |
| Tracey van Eijk: | Zaterdag, april 24, 2004 18:26 |
| Fijn om zo'n kanjer in je leven te kennen. Een pilaar van rust en vertrouwen, zo'n boom!!! liefs, |
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| Auteur: Frex | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Carama | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 24 april 2004 | ||
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