My Roots Poem by Benjamin Ziegler
My Roots
My roots,
originally firm,
are snapping under the pressure.
My branches are breaking, I can no longer hold them…
I used to care and love for them with my life
But now the wind's too strong to fight
I used to have bark which glistened in the sunlight.
But now all I am now is a rotting, old log with peeling bark.
Monday, March 25, 2024
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