I stood under a drooping chestnut tree

All were there

Just me

With leaves like a Banshees hair

And I was there

To watch a new leaf grow

To let me know

To swallow and forget

That I will pass

But not yet

I will enjoy this moment and forget

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Categorized as Poems

By Timmy Conway

By profession an Accountant By ambition a Politician By nature a Poet

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