Late Autumn Naked Are the Cottonwood Trees-
Naked are all the cottonwood trees
Arms are limbs waving leaves hands
Shaken clapping falling to the ground
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Over November's plight bleached nights
Images surroundings bright-white
Icy spears hangs off houses roof tops
~
Temperatures spiral continue to drop
Snow shovel the snow it covers the streets
Plow the debris that nature leaves
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Environment is quiet the sky's and grounds are
So white everything in sight is powdered in snow
Even the deteriorating leaves that cease to be,
~ naked are the cottonwood trees~
2/15/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
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