Larry’s poem
My friend Larry Kyles wrote this poem. Here is a link to where I found it.
The Elm Tree
tall and bold
with a face like the moon
stiff at the knees
reserved, but not shy
unaware of her effect on me,
her roots trace back across the ocean
silent as night,
she dances in the wind,
her leaves rustle in flowing curls
she smells like fall;
of wind, pomegranates and wild flowers
thoughts of her linger in my memory
i shall miss her most
once she has gone forever
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