Blue Spruce -- 2
I remember the ice storm
His extension cord, my warmth
I cried as fellow trees died
FOREVER, His Liege
As the whisper of the Wind
I have spoke with HIM often
Feeling his Sorrow and Pain
A Heart, torn apart
We have grown old Gracefully
Now and then he speaks to be
Says I’m a Beautiful Tree
Sweet Words, Come to me
Inspired by Russell Sivey for Sponsoring the Contest :
" Trees Everywhere " Thank-YOU Russell
Dedicated to a Laureate POET : "Russell Sivey"
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