Symphony of the Trees
Symphony Of The Trees
By: Miracle Man
September 17, 2020
The northwest wind was like natures symphony,
plucking half naked branches like strings on a Guitar.
From my yard chores, like honking cars in a parade,
Geese flying overhead seize my attention,
as if seeking my permission to fly south.
Or perhaps their braggadocious attitudes are showing
because they’re going,
and I’m left to face coming winter,
and listen to the symphony of the trees.
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