9e.+Another+sonnet



I think I'll write a sonnet of a tree. Sun dappled to a multi-colored green. The leaves all rustling slowly in a breeze. The most amazing sight I think I've seen.
 * Tree**

The bark was brown and brittle as dry dirt. The branches reached out slowly to the sky. So rooted to the ground, for all it's worth, Still reaching for the heavens, by and by.

If you can't see the heaven in a tree, Just find it common, really no big deal, Then you are tied in knots and are not free. Instead of thinking always: try to feel.

It was a sight unique in what I've seen. The sight of sunlight dappled leaves of green.

//by Denise Rodgers// Copyright© Funny-Poems-for-Free.com