TALL


As tall as we may feel
There's always a tree
Or a bluff or a mountain
That reaches higher still
Bows our prideful heads
Opens our eyes up to us
Nothing more for now
Enough of our sightless romp
Temper the see through wall
Not much of a wall if you ask me
More like a window in order to see

As tall as we may feel
There's always a tree


© 2016 Mark Richard Prime

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