"Tears in

David Bone

My dad was the oak tree
I was always a seedling
My mother was the flower
which he always nourished
My dad dropped acorns
We all ate from them
My dad was cut down by a chain saw
called Alzheimers disease

Copyright © 1999 David Bone

Used with permission of the author.

Email David at: RAUTH@webtv.net

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