The Lemon Tree


She watches her lemon tree grow,
Just as she watches her own heart melt.
She now knows she will not see the snow,
And the tree will not know what she felt.
As summer winds down,
And autumn rolls around,
The lemon tree will never cease.
But she will forever find her peace.

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