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What I Have Become
Look at what I have become
I once stood tall
My strong oak withstood all
Proud, my lovers sun reflected
from my splendor leaves
Morning dew would cling to me
Like wet…to rain
There were no sad winds
I only swayed in laughter and happy
To and fro,
warm summer breezes
enchanted nights,
when the moon
Replaced the sun,
And I…still beamed its glow
I kissed the morning dew then
Basked in the light
Others loved to see me shine
Embellished moments were reflected
In time…and space
I occupied a special place
Within their heart…I placed delight
Yet look now, at what I have become
I no longer shine
For I have become brittle and frail
My branches have allowed
The sun of love
To burn the dead flowers beneath me
The dark clouds now have hidden
the shine of my moon
Yes, look at what I have become
The winds of love now scare me
For I can ill afford the decadence
Of falling loves forlorn
Now ashamed of my black and white
I once fostered brilliant colored hues
Graced you with joy, and love, my mere presence.
I’m sorry for what I have become
For without your love…I…no longer shine
