"The Lopsided Tree "
by Alexander Beedy
Walking for hours
Through hideous trails
Smelling flowers
I love so well
Treading in creeks
Where the fish roam
With my bare feet
I travel alone
Jumping the fences
Made of wire
Landing and dancing
Jumping higher and higher
Climbing the rocks
Where snakes live
Never to stop
I can not give
Just over the hill
Can you see
Right there it is
The lopsided tree.
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