A Barren Tree

A barren tree,

I stand alone.

Frigid breezes rip at me.

They have been here before,

They show no signs of abating.

Some day I might lose a limb.

Some day when the wind howls and

Blows its roaring breath at me.

I will break and fall,

Down,

Down,

Down.

Published by Rita

I am a single mother, a Christian, a writer, an abuse survivor, a reader, and a friend. I've wanted to be a writer my entire life and now here I am!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: