What is it about the trees
That so fascinates my mind?
What is it about their branches
That makes me want to climb?
What is it about the leaves
That makes me want to paint?
What is it about the trees?
Tag: trees
Life arriving
The final days of spring
Give way to warmest sun
The buds and blossoms sing
As children laugh and run
The world becomes alive
As if awake from dreams
And so does life arrive
In reds and blues and greens
A Poem A Day 