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I once tried to climb my family tree
I didn't get very far
The bottom branches were sturdy enough
(although I'm not sure that I'd entrust a treehouse to them)
Then I looked outward
and upward
I noticed a
lack
To the left
branches were scrawny, frail
mere twigs really
To the right
brittle, leafless, budless
pale with melancholy
As I climbed higher, they
thinned even more
Sun rushed in through scant leaves
no hiding place here
Above me
gaps
I could climb no further so I climbed
down
Later
as I sat by the fireplace watching
the logs burn
I thought about trees and
gaps
lacks
my family
and the trains that
took them away.
written for Theme Thursday, Tree
