My Family Tree (Shape Poem)
My profoundly beloved
family tree, do you know how
much you mean to me? Every singe
branch and twig, either stout or thin. You
have grown with the tree or grafted within. Each
lead and bud, sprouted onto the family tree. Forever
being entwined into the roots and my heart. To many you
are a regular old tree. Poor timber and not much to see. To me,
you are extra special wood. Each branch so firm and good. This
bough of ours is truly fine. Oh how lusty is this tree of mine. My
profoundly beloved family tree. Do you know how much you
mean to me? We stand together through thick and thin.
We've stood together through all the troule we've
been in. We've spread our arms to shelter
one another from the storms of life.
A sweet haven allowing the
somnolent souls rest. To
regain strength to
carry on when
hope and
courage
seem
spent
and
gone.
My family tree can stand the stress of
war and greed. My family tree can provide strength
and grow and give to a wounded world to helo us live. Oh how
love and pride I have for being one of the roots of My Family Tree.
By Ysabella Miguel
~ Poetic Devices ~
Repetition:
My profoundly beloved family tree,
Do you know how much you mean to me?
Rhyming