 Malificent 2004-12-06 . chapter 1I cannot believe you haven't had a review for this poem yet. I love poems like these, once in a while I get bored of structures and rhyming and I want stories; when even short stories are too long it is to these poems I turn.I love your bittersweet nostalgia. Is it true? I really like the way you have altered in proportion to the tree, just like you have altered as a person in proportion to your childhood. If that makes any sense. I remember my childhood trees; sadly, they were all cut down when the council thought we were risking our lives. I love the line "a limb that doesn't fit". It's yours, but because you've grown (either physically, mentally, or emotionally) it just doesn't fit anymore. |