#17

i constantly prune the branches of my tree of life
many years have gone by and it is still not ripe
many relationships and friendships have slipped into oblivion
pruning out the bad infections has become my obssession
in the beginning the fruit was delicious
every relationship and friendship was precious
through time, hurt and pain had set in and smothered maturity
and so came the time to prune out the impurities
cutting them away sometimes by stem or by the entire branch
so their negativity or resentment shall not spread
to not scar the rings of the years to come
to keep the heart guarded and forever young

© 2005 thomas bates