The one from my backyard

Posted by Zave | Posted in , , , | Posted on 04:46

A tree grew in my backyard,
I took no notice at first,
'Cause it was like any other,
Grew out of nowhere,
And stood up too proud.

It grew, larger than I thought,
More prosperous than I hoped,
A better shade than most,
But above all, in my backyard.

But then I moved out,
To experience the world there is,
Traveled places, lost myself,
And yet I never let go of the tree,
A constant reminder of home.

Years I devoted to knowing,
I aged trying to uncover the truth,
I rejoiced and battled with pain,
But I kept dreaming of the one,
The one which still graced my backyard.

Then time turned me homeward,
I walked in, and through to my backyard,
To see it still there, mighty and generous,
A little forgotten, somewhat neglected,
It's reach diminished by some people.

I lay down below, and it all came back,
The innocence, the stupidity, the futility,
A constant in my otherwise fickle life,
"This would be, why should it not",
I whispered in my childish glee.

But the common folks are different,
Cheap thrills, blatant charms, is their thing,
Silence has no beauty, faith is boring,
"What pleasure lies under that one tree?"
They often asked, and I never made sense.

And then they chopped it down,
Out of nowhere, one unfortunate day,
It was gone, leaving behind the splinters,
No I didn't collect them, not out of grief,
But 'cause there was no point to it.

Strangely things change, but not much,
My idle time is still as idle as it used to be,
Yes, the shade is gone from my backyard,
And for most days I stand at the edge of it,
Staring down at the empty space left,
At the end turning back, with a drop of tear,
Or occasionally with a hint of smile.

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