A wounded tree on the bank’s edge
leans precariously,
seems ready to fall.
Slowly it stretches its roots
across the creek
and hugs another tree.
The bridge between the two
seemed impossible at first,
but those two trees
could teach us a thing or two.
Author: BHW
I am an octogenarian, mother, grandmother, wife, sister, friend, voracious reader, and amateur poet. I am dedicated to keeping both my mind and body active through yoga and tai chi, walks with my dog, rich discussion with my book club and 80+ groups, and numerous other activities. I have a deep curiosity about the world and its inhabitants.
untangling the web 
June 22, 2019 at 8:42 pm
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June 23, 2019 at 8:21 am
I didn’t have my camera when I saw this!
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