It's a long story …

a light-hearted look at life by Tresha Barger

Donkey and chopped wood
Its totally transparent
Keeping someone warm

Snail on a stem
Where is it going?
Is it intent on a destination
Or is the journey the focus?

Treetop birds, ever on the lookout
Each day begs the question:
Do we stay or do we go?

In the middle of nowhere
Its secrets safe behind a lock
What, then, is so important?

Just a memory
Of years gone by
Spring’s call cannot
Coax the leaves to appear ever again