Tree stands alone
Bare branches against ashen sky
Bitter wind blows through aching bones
Waiting for life
Bright bird perches
Flashing, preening, singing
Warm sight, warm sound
Life returns
Bare branches against ashen sky
Bitter wind blows through aching bones
Waiting for life
Bright bird perches
Flashing, preening, singing
Warm sight, warm sound
Life returns
Rebecca A Givens, 01/09
No comments:
Post a Comment