Cherry Tree
Cherry Tree.
Me and the dog, the dog and me,
The leaves still cling to the Cherry tree,
Me and the dog we weaken with age,
The Cherry tree writes on a different page.
The dog and the Cherry tree age much the same,
While one gets much stronger the other grows lame,
I for myself am the foil for them both,
Being no longer fruitful and given to sloth.
Were the...
Monday 20th February 2017 5:28 pm
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