Non-Erotic Poetryplum treePlum blossoms fill the tree
and make it a delight to see
But the winter makes it bare
loosing it's lustrous flowered flare
My roots are as deep as a tall trees reach
and as wide as the rivers beach
Yesteryear it felt like spring
Now I am ... an older being
There are days that my mind blossoms
balanced by the days not so awesome
But being I am ... and glad to be
like fall and a Plum Tree.
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