My memories are housed in a backlit tree
A few branches almost as bright as day
Details dangle on the leaves and
Murmur in the background
The tree shrinks some memories so small
Its trunk conceals them in its woody crevices
Where no light reaches
The farthest twigs hold on to my distant past
Out of my reach, forever
Tree full of memories
NaPoWriMo Day 15
It's a long story ... 
Tresha,
You are a poet. The backlit tree poem is wonderful!
So sweet! I am enjoying this poetry writing challenge. And I like pairing them with my photos.