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The Prompt – Silver

Isolated even when among others
Standing tall and stately,
Yielding in the breeze.
The silver birch is prince of trees.

The ghostly silhouette
Straight and fragile in the copse.
Untouchable in its solitary stance.
The silver birch is prince of trees.

Unapproachable and remote
It stands alone and aloof.
Not a trees that invites hugging.
The silver birch is prince of trees.

In autumn it sheds delicate leaves,
In winter clothed in ice white bark,
In spring the freshest green cloaks its branches.
The silver birch is prince of trees.
 

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6 thoughts on “The Prompt – Silver”

  1. How wonderful, silver birch trees inspired my post this week too! I love these trees, and this poem captures their beauty so well. Love it. Thank you so much for sharing with #ThePrompt x

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