Thursday, 1 May 2014

Modern-tree

Not a shoulder to cry on,
A shoulder to support.
Here I am in your lives being,
The 'Modern-tree'.
Facing the sun, rain, reality,
Taking over to spread a smile.
It's in your hands,
My power to interpret,
But pick a part.
Let me in to occupy your mind,
let me spread some light.
Let me a shoulder to support,
Not only to cry in distrust,
Let me light in yours and mines.

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