The Girl I Used To Be

My tree will know it all
the tree of my childhood
with the endless branches
and the many whispers

My tree remembers
the girl with the wind in her hair
the girl with the crazy laughter
the girl with the fear of living
the girl I used to be

In my tree
everything I want to be
will be

In my tree
I can see the world
but no one can see me

My tree remembers me
the girl I used to be

by Pia Andersson

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Comments (26)

It hits home. Well done.
Sigh....just simply stunning. Another diamond poetess.
Sensational (in all senses of the word)
Poignant, a little sad, made me think about the girl I used to be.
outstanding poem i love it so much
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