The Old Shade Tree
Ancient limbs outstretched
Gnarled fingers, October confetti
entwined gray locks streaming
Damp wind swaying old arms
Obscure wildcat echoes her pain
with hair raising primal screaming
Soon her cloak of Autumn colors gone
stripped bare, naked to the world
Spring fashion in dormant dreaming
Copyright © Patricia Prescott | Year Posted 2012
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