Layers

Here is a poem I originally posted last fall. Hope you enjoy. Happy Friday!

 

Layers

Paper peels,
and I can see
decades in the bark,
colors faded and stained,
outdated and torn.
If walls could talk
(which is atrocious, for they do),
this one would be brilliant.
I need no history book.

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