He Simply Is
I did not pluck him from a garden, for
no beautiful and fragrant rose is he.
Neither a vine with fruit aplenty nor
some exotic plant of mystery.
He simply is my tall, rugged, and abiding tree.
June 15, 2018
For Silent One's
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Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2018
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