Robes of a Muse
Musings on my journeys and thoughts as poems and prose.
Tuesday, 27 April 2010
Solitary Respect
It stood t
all, dark and solitary.
Majestic and alone.
Free from influence,
Away from the crowd.
It stood,
Gaining respect.
The Pine Tree.
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