Trees
They stand
like skeletons
trees bared
stripped of
leaves,
limbs reaching
to the skies
awaiting the
magic Spring
weaves.
Trees
They stand
like skeletons
trees bared
stripped of
leaves,
limbs reaching
to the skies
awaiting the
magic Spring
weaves.
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I love trees. They are more prominent while leafless. Bearing all.
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I agree, forever changing with the seasons. 🙂
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