Poems By Danny Naglowsky / last year Share Tweet Pin Share The Fearful Tree By, Daniel Naglowsky, Jr. As his life begins, the tree is just a seed Petite and desolate, he will soon be like a weed An unfavorable feeling is his only emotion At the sight of his minuscule reflection And of his inability and lack of locomotion He has become a part of the natural selection The clock begins to tick life away Creating new life in this vast array Giving him a new breed of meaning To become something more authentic A mighty tree that is greening Turning him into something majestic As the tree grows old and wither The leaves fall off and slither Falling away in every direction Not knowing where to go With no thought of defection The leaves will fall silently below The wind and rain bounces of his skin That is protecting his life that is within Age is not his friend but his foe A mastermind with his evil deed Death is the gift that age can bestow Of life, age and death will soon impede Fearing that his life will come to an end A thought which he cannot comprehend His life flashes before his eyes An end that he can only foresee Where his existence will be a demise He has become a lonesome, fearful tree ******************** If you have enjoyed reading this Just A Thought post, please consider sharing on social media. Your efforts will bless this ministry and prove to be a blessing to others that may not know about Everyone’s Apostolic