Sitting At My Desk Among the Aspen and Pine
Sitting at my Desk Among the Aspen and Pine
David J Walker
The intoxicating scent of
pinion pine
on the mountain
In the rain
I cannot explain
Its rejuvenating qualities
I only know
I am renewed
And the solitude
Of Aspen denuded
In the first snow
Of the season
Defines the reasons
I go
As often as possible
Sitting at my desk
Among the
Aspen and Pine
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