Sweet Half and Half

Written by: Andrea Dietrich

Behind my house, sweet Pretty beckons me with leafy swaying arms, and I succumb. I go to where she stands and hear a hum. Examining the heart of her, I see a swarm of bees that hover happily. For what she has, they eagerly have come, and blossoms burgeoning now give them some. So common, yet peculiar is my tree. . . She ought to be a willow, so then why does an adornment of pink blossoms show on only graceful branches hanging low? However, her top limbs are poised high. That other half is reaching for the sky and wearing charms of white like flowered snow! July 11, 2012 For Craig Cornish's Sweet Contest