did not know if this was story or poem.
my idea and story original,,,,,,,,,,,,,
The tree stood as a testiment of time . It to lived through the ages until 2009 .It saw many things happened around it , wars were the most it'd hated so one day upon seeing to much the tree lifted it's branches and asking God for a wish .
If it could move it would not to see this . Suddenly a lighnting bolt struck it moved away from all this mess . Searching the tree did until it found a place to set it's roots to rest .
But something was wrong somebody was cutting the roots .
No matter how bad a situation is even in war there are those suffering more then you if you have four walls and a ceiling be grateful because most people don't even they live in cardboard boxes or a steeple .
( end in war there are those less fortunate then you .)
If you tend to believe romantic, passionate, masculine poetry is a thing of past eras, read "She Intrigues Me," and be swept away in the beautiful craft of a contemporary poet of love.
