I wonder about the tree at
the end of my block
It seems like its been a
month or more
Since it lost its leaves and
I don’t remember much in the
way of
Yellow
Red or
Orange
Before the branches went bare
or
Mostly bare
A few leaves still cling in
the upper reaches and
Are still green
Although more lime than kelly
or forest and
A bit bedraggled
More Cleveland than
Pittsburgh but
Not quite Detroit and
Without bankruptcy or angry
creditors
Who knows how long they can
hang on
I wouldn’t be surprised if it
takes new leaves next Spring to push them out
The tree seems to be in
active denial
As long as on leaf still
hangs on
No matter how empty the
branch
The long winter has not set
in and
Rebirth is not necessary
I wonder if it were a boy
Whether it would eat its
vegetables
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