I lost my mother to Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma over a year ago. Her dear friends planted a Red Maple in her memory at a neighborhood park, where my mother enjoyed walking and bird watching. I had the pleasure of visiting the maple this week, just as the leaves are starting to turn. It reminded me ofContinue reading “Me In The Tree”
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Me In The Tree
My feet are planted firmly on the ground, As my toes drive deep into the damp earth; A sturdy foundation for my erect torso. Standing tall, my arms spread wide; My fingers stretch toward the sky sprouting leaves. My eyes stare as two woodpecker holes. I wait and I watch. For hundreds of years, IContinue reading “Me In The Tree”