Years, Days, Moments

For years

they had grown together,

those three tall pines.

They stood firm

as land was cleared,

a road built, a house raised.

Soon, on planted grass,

kids ran, dogs barked, deer roamed.

In the big wind a single tree fell –

one day standing,

the next day gone –

 two brothers left

to carry on.

                                                                                                        JDG

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2 comments on “Years, Days, Moments

  1. Oh, this is so sad – and brilliantly penned. We had two elms, siblings I suspect in our yard. Two years ago one died and within a year the other died as well. We so wanted to keep them alive we had them caved into a pair of blue herons looking up to the future. They stand right out of my writing window. I send wishes for health to the two survivors.

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    • Joan says:

      What a great idea, LuAnne, to have them carved into a pair of blue herons looking up to the future. I have a special affinity for trees and birds so your comment really touched me. Thank you.

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