I wrote this poem, please be honest and if you can, can you possibly help me come up with a title for it??? Thanks a lot.
Life is like a tree.
Everyone wants to grow up to be as tall and as strong as the tree in their backyard.
All the leaves represent all the memories we have had in our lives.
The ones that fall to the ground, are the ones that arent meant to be while the ones that stay are the ones that remain forever in our hearts.
Like us, the trees live on until they no longer can, then they die.
Then, they are miracuously given a second chance by having their seeds replanted just like our heaven.
So when I look at life, I think of that tree, that big strong tree.
2007-03-24
14:15:59
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