The shade from two trees
Offers a welcome respite
From the brutal sun

The shade from two trees
Offers a welcome respite
From the brutal sun

Quietly, tree bark
Adjusts to the life within
Slowly, life expands

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

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

Winter’s secrets fade
With Spring’s red dawn
A tree whispers its leaves awake
Others, silent forever
