The Tree
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1 min readApr 17, 2018
The Tree
One day I noticed it
A single tree atop the hill
It stood there, alone, away
Forests to either side yet no company.
Emmett had seen it too,
who discovered it first, i cannot say
that day he shared his secret,
I had long already knew
We both vowed to visit it
Someday, we said.
The tree, so mysterious
It pierced the sky softly;
It was curved like a fin
It glided over the flowing hills
As the hills got closer it disappeared
the fin was back again,
as soon as I passed the mound.
It was visible,
Then back down again it would go.
This was everyday
on the way to school.
How I longed,
to see that sacred tree.