I Speak for the Trees
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shaniahugarte17. v sad sometimes.
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I Speak for the Trees - a poem.

I Speak for the Trees

by shaniahugarte

The sky is mourning

Salty tears on bleeding wood and from the tears I rise to look upon a grave -

The sky is mourning

Heavy tears on barren wood and I can see the pain – in a million jagged pieces.

The sky is mourning

Can you hear it sobbing? Can you see -

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