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"
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Onclaud Avatar
February 18, 2012 at 10:30 PM
a sentimental, mellow gift that truly inspires, liege... best winning wishes and huggs! :)
Rutherford Avatar
February 17, 2012 at 10:03 AM
I've read both 'Blue Spruce' poems ,very creative . Wishing you good luck in the contest . There is so much beauty in our trees. Love to just sit and look at them.Anne
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