Wisteria

I've battled every year, To keep the Wisteria clear. Away from the tree, Swaying so gracefully. The vine has caught a branch, Refusing to let it go. Tightening its grasp, I wonder how long the tree will last. Cutting the Wisteria away, Year after year, Only to have it reappear! Can't close the clippers anymore, The tree is on its own. Remains beautiful outside my home!

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Ink Empress

Date: 10/17/2023 10:58:00 PM

“The tree is on its own. Remains beautiful outside my home!” What and ending! So well written and described i love the depth of your lines and how it is so very thoughtful and meaningful! Beautiful flow of words too about wisteria… swaying so gracefully! That line stood out for me too! Pleasure reading this

Kim Stone
Date: 10/18/2023 3:26:00 AM

Thank you for your kind note. I appreciate thoughtful comments.

Kim Stone
Date: 10/18/2023 3:22:00 AM

Thank you for your kind note.