Tears From A Tree

Leaves stir in their slumber
At the faintest memory of a breeze
It is though a ghost has kissed my cheek
I shiver at its touch
The leaves rustle their agreement
Gnarled bark lies rough below my fingertips
But I can still feel our carvings
Two sets of initials
One demonstration of love
So long ago, too long
A bead of sticky sap traces across my hand
The tree weeps for me
I tap its ancient trunk and turn away
“Until tomorrow, my friend”
We’ll do it all again
As we do everyday
And will until our sap runs dry

– Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone

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