trees breeze - please
sat one night
back in the fifties...
on a window sill
and watched...
hurricane hazel
snap a large tree...
across the road
in the morning...
we walked about
a hundred yards...
on the sidewalk
torn by uprooted...
trees and washed
out by heavy rains...
an unforgot-ton of
3d memory ease...
stan sand
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