I walk past buttercups
and the small white blooms
of wild strawberries on my way
to the once majestic juniper
that now stands almost bare
with ghostly branches
reaching toward the sky.
I come to make amends.
Last fall I stripped away
the honeysuckle that had twined
its way into the juniper’s heart
and now that juniper stands, a gray reminder
of the harm meddling can do.
JDG
aholdingplace 
So, I hope you will take this in the best way–the poem is indeed lovely–you could go commercial and make a greeting card or poster and retire from your day job !! The depth speaks for itself-the universality is inherent. Really lovely.
PS Please don’t retire !
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A beautiful, poignant message that shows great courage and humility. ❤
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Wow! Love this one😊
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