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The Perfect Tree Search

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                                              Soft needles shapely
                                         Perfection was overlooked
                                              Simply adorned_star





(The topic is tree)

holidayintrospectionlifenatureseasonshaiku

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Sharon Ruebel

December 2, 2010 at 7:18 PM

Good evening Sara, This is simply beautiful. I know the feeling I know it sounds funny but our trees always picked us. Just something about them. Love this poem As Always, Shar

T.A. Skyles-Theoklapoet

December 1, 2010 at 1:36 PM

Wonderful words for a Christmas tree.Thanks for your nice comment.Teresa

C.C Bloomsfield

November 30, 2010 at 7:45 AM

Outstanding work,hope you are fine Sara and hope i make it to read you and my friends here,more often.

Sheri Fresonke Harper

November 28, 2010 at 9:01 PM

Love the middle line, it says it all, enjoyed it:)

Linda Milgate

November 27, 2010 at 11:19 AM

What lovely haiku and story behind it. Thank you for sharing. Brings to my mind how many special people, moments, natural items get overlooked.

Constance La France

November 27, 2010 at 9:10 AM

Well, in my tree searching days, those perfect trees always looked more perfect in the forest than in the livingroom.. but with decorations .. they were "perfection", very pretty poem~~

Carolyn Devonshire

November 27, 2010 at 8:59 AM

Ah, so this is your entry. Those evergreens never do have a "perfect" shape; each one is different, just as people are. Good luck in the contest with this wonderful entry, Sara. Love, Carolyn

Carrie Richards

November 27, 2010 at 8:31 AM

Nicely done, Sara. I love the simple feel of this one! ~ Carrie

Robert A. Dufresne

November 27, 2010 at 4:45 AM

simply nostalgic, Sara. As Michael said...the memories come flooding back

Michael J. Falotico

November 27, 2010 at 4:27 AM

Chidhood memories come flooding back with this beautiful write...thank you for sharing...luv Michael

Sara Kendrick

November 27, 2010 at 4:21 AM

One Christmas at the tree farm where we usually went there was this tree that trees all around had been cut and it was left.I touched it and the needles had this feel that was different.I walked around it and told the man that worked there that was the one that I wanted.I said I don't know why it had not been chosen.He said I know what you mean.People have walked all around this one but not choose it.He said I was going to cut it for myself if no one got it today.It was just perfect for home.SK