Rooting For 8 To 5
The beeches
Three queenly beeches on an English hill,
Tree spirits, sisters, who kept watch for centuries.
Root ridges cross and knit a wooden carpet;
Bare branches tangle, twist, and leave a mosaic,
Like stained glass windows, of pale April sky.
January 4, 2017
For contest Rooting for 8 to 5
Sponsored by nette onclaud
1st place
Copyright © Agnes Krampe | Year Posted 2017
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