The Tree In Front of My Home
They cut down the tree
in front of my home
Without its cool shade
the grass wilts on the lawn
Nesting place of squirrels and birds
went the way of the world...
My world awakes to an empty dawn
comfort, delight ~ forever gone
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2022
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