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Old Oak Green Tree

Poetry By: Juli Monat

Time leaving us.

Submitted:Oct 20, 2013    Reads: 10    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

I'm old and tired, so tired, I can't see the world

Ahead of me anymore

No more, no more, no more

Old and grey that is, my body-aches

I guess, they can't take

My weight

Beyond their wishes

Carrying my very own load

Is such a desperate tough road

I'm old and rough dry roots

No more youth, to wear those combat boots

No spit shine, no more cute

The old and the past

Middle life dream, this tree once was green

Cannot be for last

Yes, I'm old and tired, now all is gone

Old and grey

Dying like old oak tree, time has flown.

By: Juli Monat

Copyright (c) 2013


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