Oh, lonely tree how you look so sad. If I wrapped the colors of fall around you, would it make you feel less bad? You look at me with such sad eyes, and your arms are so brittle. If spring came tomorrow, would you still be filled with sorrow? I’ll call to spring and ask her if she’ll come and visit soon. Oh my, oh my, how the sun looked so happy to see you.
February 21, 2011