Two Trees

prose
Written By Samuel Boland

Two trees grow together in a parking lot,
Their heights show signs of aging.
Wooden trunks protrude from asphalt and rocks,
What wars together they’re waging.

Buildings and cars and spaceships to Mars,
Branches growing together with time.
A love so simple life fireflies in jars,
A love so aged like A-B rhyme.

Samuel Boland

Co-President of BDMC. Journalism and Social History of Rock ‘N’ Roll major. Aspiring successful individual. 

https://www.linkedin.com/in/samuelrboland/
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