People forget to enjoy trees.
I like to pass the time
on car rides
watching the stray branches
bending in variations
whooshing in the breeze.
Sadly in between these emerald giants
are wires
black and distracting
the pattern spanning
I watch for the eye catching greens
and suttle browns
waving at me as I pass.
I always wave back.
Aug 21, 2019
Aug 21, 2019 at 5:28 PM UTC
People forget to enjoy trees.
I like to pass the time
on car rides
watching the stray branches
bending in variations
whooshing in the breeze.
Sadly in between these emerald giants
are wires
black and distracting
the pattern spanning
I watch for the eye catching greens
and suttle browns
waving at me as I pass.
I always wave back.
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