Tree by Dan Chiasson

Gratitude and grief. Two sides of the same coin? No, the same sword.

Tree
Dan Chiasson

All day I waited to be blown;
then someone cut me down.

I have, instead of thoughts,
uses; uses instead of feelings.

One day I’ll feel the wind again.
A moment later I’ll be gone.

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