Prayer of the Palm Tree

Poor little Palm,

not very tall, hardly

any leaves at all.

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Did Wind strip you

of your flowy mane?

Destroy the husks

where coconuts

would grace your

growing frame?

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Your bark is scarred,

your edges marred,

in strips exposing you.

Only wanting to be shade,

unsure what’s next for you.

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Lord make my roots

both strong and deep,

with Sun and Rain combined,

heal my wounds

and make me tall

with luscious hair,

in time.

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Written on Tuesday January 23, 2024 from Landing Bay at Hawksbill Resort in St. John’s, Antigua