The Tree Outside My Window
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The Tree Outside My Window
Outside my window is a tree
with a solitary leaf
stubbornly not giving in
to join the pile beneath.
The tree stands naked to the stars
on a November night
bare to heaven in the fall
as nature deems it right.
Peeking through my blinds
I’ll see it coated with the snow,
attired like a winter bride
in crescent white moonglow.
This tree outside my window
has been a trusted friend,
whispering upon a breeze
every now and then.
11/11/17
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