My forest
written December 28th, 2020
My forest is the 2 trees
outside my front window
the overstory of my forest
is a prickly ball tree
research says
it is a chestnut or sweetgum tree
the overstory is tall and hearty
giving generous shade in the summer
and raining prickly *****
on the yard in the fall
the understory of my forest
is a dogwood
that blooms gloriously each spring
as it reaches from under the prickly ball tree
for the sun it's greedy sibling hogs
there are forests (and poems)
much more expansive than mine
built more complexly
more often talked about
photographed, written about
but this little 2 tree forest
has been my company
for 20 years now
they are my trees (and my words)
and they are precious to me.
thoughts in bed while i wasn't sleeping this morning. i do love nature, though my contact with it is a bit limited. some people have glorious forests outside their doors. and as I wrote, I thought even my words weren't very impressive, but i something in me, wants to write them, and share them. thank you for reading me today.
