Tuesday, November 05, 2013


Under every tree they gather,
on a bed of emerald green,
leaves showing their true colors,
spreading brilliance around the trunk of their Mother.

Cherry, Maple, Pussywillow, Grape,
Oak, Magnolia, Dogwood.

Leaving the arms that held them in sunshine,
their purpose to feed her, give her life energy
they now go down to enrich her roots,
radiant children in puddles of glorious color.


linda said...

You are so very talented! That poem is lovely as are the photos. I can almost smell the wet leaves. Thank you

Pam in IL said...

I'm really enjoying your posts and the wonderful pictures. I love the simplicity and beauty you capture in your photos.