“Wooden Thoughts”
cji
4/5/11
Once grand and wondrous
given growth and freedom
no bounds as live trees
branching and growing
serving one and all alike;
With aging clouds strike
knives whittling/gnawing
allowing through a breeze
now less than a fiefdom
now more ponderous;
Many raining each day
negative thoughts convey
childhood no longer to play
sawdust/chips on floors lay!
Copyright © 2011 – cji
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