Hey everyone!

It's time for me to post a new poem. I don't have a title for this one yet but I hope that you all enjoy it!
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the trees
stand in majestic Beauty,
as the wind
Threatens to remove their limbs.

The trees
Hold the weight of-
Snow and ice
In a determined grace.

The trees
Stay bold even when
Their branches are cut
To spare power lines.

the trees
Carry memories in
every Ring, and in
every Name tattooed into the bark.

the trees
Clean the air-
like a Mother picking up
after an Unruly toddler.

the trees
Whisper, Scream, and Speak
for those who care to
Listen

the trees-
so Vibrant and Beautiful,
but Quiet and Lifeless
to those who only see in dollar bills.
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I struggled to write a poem, mostly because I haven't been motivated to do much writing in general for a while now. I thought about what I like to write poems about and I realized that I haven't written one on trees for a while. As a result, I wrote about what I admire about trees. No matter what it is they have gone through or faced, they continue to stand tall for years. They always have a beautiful dignity and are able to adapt to so much. Then again, these are qualities I find I greatly admire in people (and in a lot of people I know). Sometimes, though, it feels like these people are overlooked even though they are some of the nicest, bravest, and strongest people I know.

I hope you all have a great week!

P.S. Sorry about the weird coloring. I was experimenting to find out which colors would be easier to read than the previous white I had been using. I wasn't sure about the one color I picked so I tried to edit the color. Unfortunately, it only partially changed. I tried to change it to be uniform but the colors are determined to stay as they are. If only the color scheme were pink and blue, then I could make a joke about fairies in the computer fighting over which color they think should be seen. *sigh* Anyway, I hope you have a fantastic week!