The eucalyptus, I mourn him
By Marcus D
Published 26 September 2023
I am here again,
where the gum trees grow,
where I played with him,
a breeze reminds of old memories
with the eucalyptus, I mourn him.
One by one your friends are gone,
now you are gone too,
I wish I could have stayed with you,
the ashes of the roots
with the eucalyptus tree, I mourn him.
all those days,
we played and fought,
your gray fur,
and your munching mouth
with the eucalyptus tree, I mourn him.
now you're gone,
the smell of ashes,
your home destroyed,
you disappear
with the eucalyptus tree, I mourn you.