Marie
Falling leaves
That was once vibrant green
Start to change once time came
Green turns dull
From dull green to orange
Water falls
To pursaude the orange to turn green once more
Yet failed and orange turned brown
But the roots stayed strong
How I admire Marie
A tree so big and strong
That leaves a print
A mark that made me grow stong
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