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Weeping Peach

She stands so gloriously. Her weeping boughs covered in deep pink rose buds, the fragrance overflows the senses. Her trunk dark and deep as the faltering sky trading places with daylight. Twisted and gnarled to perfection in her young age. Now I must weep for her as I clip away each peach covered branch. She can no longer stand here among my perennial plants. Offering them dappled sunlight and cool from the heat of the day. She must be removed from her favorite place, much to my dismay. I do not know how I will tell my daughter this death I must perform. This was her baby tree that grew with her just a short time after she was born. I am overwhelmed with sadness and deeply forlorn that I am given no other choice, from the ground she must  torn. I hope I can be forgiven for taking life away. It goes against everything I believe in. I died inside today.
Written by jemac
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