The Family Tree

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    The Family Tree

    A sturdy base that cannot be broken
    It drops it's seeds when the time is right
    A family grows without words spoken
    But late in fall, by the dark of night

    A small seed falls, unplanned, unwelcome
    The seeds that fell at the expected time
    Are growing tall
    And doing just fine.

    The smallest seed that fell so late
    Grows in the shadows
    Of the taller ones who seem so great
    The tiny seed just went unnoticed

    As the forrest grew called our family tree
    The older ones always seemed much taller
    The one that came late was always smaller

    The original tree aged and died
    It left the younger ones to remain
    The tiny seed felt that life had lied
    There seemed no reason for it's life to be retained

    Growing slow in the dark of the shadows
    It grew up alone and didn't seem to belong
    As time went by with no need for the smaller
    The truth came out that it would live longer

    As the branches broke on the taller trees
    As the roots dried out harming it's leaves
    The small one grew strong and as big as those trees
    Until one day the family sees

    The tall ones leaned on one another
    The small tree was just a bother
    As the tall ones grew older and became weak
    They began to lean on the smaller tree

    The tall ones had always given it shelter
    But the small one was ther when they faltered
    It was finally needed and not such a bother

    Nursing the tall ones and giving them care
    With the small one still wondering why it was there
    After so many years of wondering why
    The small tree grew and could look in their eves

    Then one day a speceil thing happened
    The small tree knew why it was planted
    Without the strong unbreakable tree
    The taller ones needed that small unwanted tree

    The seed that was planted so late in their lives
    Who had always had doubts about why it survived
    With the large tree gone they all needed care
    And the small tree gives it with Love, Sunshine, and Air

    With the help that was needed by the tall
    The small tree grew and gave it's all

    And one day it realixed, It's purpose was clear
    The small tree knew why it was need and dear
    The small tree was there for a reason you see
    To Love and take care of the taller trees

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    babygirl48412 commented on The Family Tree

    04-19-2009

    this is probal the best poem i ever read

    To have great poets there must be great audiences too.

    Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)

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