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
by Pia Andersson
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13 Jul 2017 08:50
It hits home. Well done.
Simone Inez Harriman
03 Nov 2015 07:20
Sigh....just simply stunning. Another diamond poetess.
Chris G. Vaillancourt
08 Nov 2009 04:25
Sensational (in all senses of the word)
Lime and Tequila with a Splash of Pineapple
20 Jan 2008 11:35
Poignant, a little sad, made me think about the girl I used to be.
30 Dec 2007 02:46
outstanding poem i love it so much
14 Oct 2007 01:47
This poem is a photosynthesis delight... sugar, sweetness and light.. thank you... One Peace at a Time, Deana
09 Sep 2007 03:17
Memories bring out great thoughts. Well penned.
23 Aug 2007 01:43
Beautifully written i have read it six times and am smitten lol Chris
05 Aug 2007 02:16
The girl with the wind in her hair............! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! beautiful one...the childhood memory is just soothing breeze of evening touching the hair...most reveling. great work.well penned
03 Aug 2007 11:07
The tree that carries the memory stored in nature's diary remembers you too. One with nature we will be, if only we choose to become. The depth of the expression is clearly laid.
Rangarajan Kazhiyur Mannar
16 Jul 2007 02:11
A very nice and unique one. The tree of reminiscences is indeed ever cherished. Well done and thanks for sharing it.
14 Jul 2007 04:53
A poignant evocation of the past, echoed in the present. This is a very praisworthy poem - the image of the tree pervades the piece with a sense of continuity, however far the past recedes. None of us wake to be the same person, each morning. Memory stitches the days together - but tomorrow's memories must stitch the days anew. - Will
11 Feb 2007 05:27
Poignant, bittersweet and uniquely Pia. I like this one very much. Warmest regards, Sandra
17 Jan 2007 08:09
well sweet swede, here I am at last.. and as for your writing, it gets better and better... I like this retrospective piece, poignant and nostalgic, but of course you are still that girl as well, inside, she has just grown into a woman, but she's still there..later..love..Richard..x..
12 Dec 2006 03:33
Absolutely Pia, Beautifully done. I so enjoy your writing. I deeply feel your poems. Tony D.
25 Nov 2006 06:23
A truly lovely poem Pia, thank you for posting...
16 Nov 2006 12:33
This is beautiful. The concept of 'My Tree' strikes a very deep chord that resonates in alll of my body, a parallel being of another species who knows everything, not only how you were, but how you are. The poem itself is very powerful, and moves with great force. It is filled with strength - and longing. Thank you, again, Pia. This is beautiful!
Risha : Ahmed
12 Nov 2006 08:13
The simplicity and beauty of this poem bowls me over., , , , LOVE IT! ! ! Love.............................Risha
10 Nov 2006 03:55
I can see a deep rooted tree blooms the flowers of nostalgia the childhood fragrance. It's really a pastel drawing.
17 Sep 2006 04:51
liked this Pia, childhood can bring back so many happy memories before life got in the way Bill