Dying Blue Spruce Tree

Poet: Ken Jordan Poem: Dying Blue Spruce Tree Edited by: Sparkle Jordan written: May/2017 Now that April has faded behind the golden Sun of spring - It leaves a sickle that time writhe unforgiving - Thou perpetrators cast shadows leaving it's dark remnants, to thou limbs vernal youth; clinging to branches parched, gone brittle - Summer will surely forsake thee - to thy waterless rest! Once thy mirrored a rose - alluring ..... captivating! stands deceased - Thy blue silver tone ascended to the moon in the pale eyesight of the sky. The living beauty of thy appeal - now life deny. Copyright (c)., Ken Jordan, 2017