Like a Cedar

Fri, 09/25/2015 - 01:18 -- sarabi7

One day I’ll be old and wise

Filled to the brim like a cedar

With enough sense to grow towards the heavens

“Reach for the stars,” they tell you

I’ll follow their words

One day


One day I will awe the world

One marvels at how a  cedar grows so tall

People will see me and I-

Like a gust of wind-

Will take their breath away


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