This Tree, a prose poem
Reflections on New Year of the Trees Living in a treehouse, one notices the tree. When the luster of the leaves fades, at first I wonder why. When they begin to yellow and drop away, I notice there are more …
Reflections on New Year of the Trees Living in a treehouse, one notices the tree. When the luster of the leaves fades, at first I wonder why. When they begin to yellow and drop away, I notice there are more …