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Poem-a-Day

Timber

The poet should be

The blazed tree

That guides the old

Couple to the waterfall

On their anniversary

 

And not so much

As shiver when

The World comes

Dragging its ax

Through the leaves

 

And even when the World

Heaves its first swing

Into the outermost ring

The poet has spent all

Year putting on

 

The poet should stand

Still as they stood

The day they were blazed

By the young couple

Who wanted to be sure

 

They could find it again

Yes even as they

Begin to sway

And the World

Gets out of the way

 

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