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The Aspen Tree

A Poem

By Madeline GassmanPublished 7 years ago 1 min read
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my life

my very existence—is made of memories

of moments

each one unique

exclusive

much like these leaves

they are fed

each grow into

a resemblance of

some kind of green,

crooked heart

each made up of

different veins

different chlorophyll

my memories

they’ve grown from the

twisted, clairvoyant

person that is me

each memory carefully

fed

in the same place

just like these white

sunscreen covered trees

who perfectly produce

thousands of leaves

each one more mesmerizing and

unique than the last

I am these trees

as I sit on this bumpy

old wood bridge

looking into their

gray, mysterious eyes

and my life is worth

living

nature poetry
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