day 356

the tree carries its fruit like a burden,
rotten, many lay strewn on the ground,
branches hang low with responsibility;
i feel the urge to free this tree
of the ripe bounty that dangles
just on the verge of rot…
but still, i pass it by,
unwilling to intervene
with the cycles of nature.


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Eliza Alys Young, aka CreativEliza, is a free spirit, world traveler, creative expert, and part of multicultural family… Eliza shares her time between the US, Dominican Republic and beyond. When she is not caring for her high-energy kids, writing her poetry or for her blog, creating art or cooking up a storm, she is designing for her own company, Design Intense.

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