Jan 2018
the trunk, withered
the leaves, fallen
the Winter, dark
And as I sat there, in the midday
That tree like family skeletal
My hope was present
My hope was bright
My hope was you.
the leaves, fallen
the Winter, dark
And as I sat there, in the midday
That tree like family skeletal
My hope was present
My hope was bright
My hope was you.
