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A Single Sprig
Sometimes the forest hides the trees
concealing rainbows in the green
when the color meant for most
is the pigment denied by one
the rare exception hides among
the mighty giants of the glade
dictating life of the less
those sprouts seeking something else
a single sprig cut from the sun
by the breadth of canopy
without a path to extend
beyond the grove set in time
a splash of color is allowed
just a glimpse as seasons turn
still the theme must be adhered
to be a tree and nothing more.
© 2019. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20190827.
concealing rainbows in the green
when the color meant for most
is the pigment denied by one
the rare exception hides among
the mighty giants of the glade
dictating life of the less
those sprouts seeking something else
a single sprig cut from the sun
by the breadth of canopy
without a path to extend
beyond the grove set in time
a splash of color is allowed
just a glimpse as seasons turn
still the theme must be adhered
to be a tree and nothing more.
© 2019. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20190827.
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