Tree Stump
- Erika Moreira
- May 8, 2024
- 1 min read
I remain
rooted in place,
wanting to be your barrier.
Extending my arms
into the heavens,
in hopes that I can collect
the falling stars
for you.
I shed my clothes
to provide you
with the relief of no longer
carrying my burden,
to keep my energy
to be reborn for you.
I grew up alongside you,
but now I’m forced to leave.
You want space
for a new patio,
you never had use for me.
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