Her tree gives lifeA Poem by andrew mitchell
Deep rooted the love,
strength of will, defiant, proudly displaying her beauty, tall. She sways with the play from he, the wind carressing her fondly, softness of skin; othertimes wildly the anger within. Shaking her foundations leaving her bare only to touch gently, once again he cares. Standing upright providing she does all in return she asks to be looked after... and loved.
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3 Reviews Added on November 30, 2015 Last Updated on November 30, 2015 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more.. |

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