Gaze Out the Pane
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I talk to the trees
but they don’t listen to me…
I tell you my dreams
and while you’re listening to me
I suddenly see them
come true
—Alan Jay Lerner/Frederick Loewe I Talk to the Trees
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Gaze Out the Pane
Gaze out the pane,
As if a wand turned dark to light.
Gaze out the pane,
Green leaves morph murky to champagne.
Piquant of trees; peaking’s excite.
Wonders you miss with oversight.
Gaze out the pane.
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2025
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