Under A Tree

And in a park I sit
under a tree
I could cry now
– or smile
it is a thin line
between missing you
and feeling you
strongly within
And do I feel
your sadness or
is it mine?

And I balance
on the tightrope
of feelings and thoughts
With my back
against the trunk
I look up
I ask the tree to
root for us both



  1. Ah, I love this and the play on root is brilliant. We do oft’ times take on the emotions of our true loves and wear them like second skins.

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