The Lone Tree
Buried, in the middle of nowhere
Nothing surrounds me but the sounds of silence
I am but a lonely tree who can't leave
I am observed from a distance
But nobody comes to me
Cold dark nights are my companion
Cloudy days hinder my much needed shine
I'm deeply rooted; I can't escape
I do nothing but grow
I begin to standout among nothingness
I am noticed
My growth makes me stronger
I provide support to my new friends
They need me; they love me; they exist with me
I change with the seasons but I still stand
I no longer feel alone........
But I still exist in nothingness
