Bright blue sky
Fluffy white clouds
And trees.
Bare trees stark against the sky
Trees with fresh green leaves
An evergreen with a pigeon
perching precariously on high.
Lopped trees
Starting to sprout.
Everywhere I look today
I see trees
Big trees, little trees
Old trees, young trees.
The world is full of trees.


About Rosalie Squires

'Who am I?' is a question whose answer keeps evolving, that can be answered in many, many ways; that has no known answer at all. But there are some clues to be found: stocksharpsquires.wordpress.
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