Entwined in my Branches

Entwined in my branches--


Are gilded tomes of ages lost,
The price to be paid: a sickening cost.

They glide unannounced, into your stare,
That those who will read, are left unaware.


Entwined in my branches--


Lay crystalline jewels of green, gold, and blue,
That if they're disturbed, they fall back on you.

Their stories encased, in gem colored frames,
The lessons they teach, are always the same.


Entwined in my branches--


Twist several bends of bones of friends,
Who've taken their pasts to a well sought for end.

Who hope to get back, all that they gave,
Who spend their whole life, digging their grave.