I am a tree
 

I am a tree
Who withdraws its limbs
From the dresser's blade
The snip, snip, snip
At all cost
Pain to evade.

With each cut
I must instead
Lift my branches high
And give thanks
I am loved
Enough to draw nigh.
 
 
 
 by J. Alan R.

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