Creative Writing and unfinished business…
July 7, 2016 § 2 Comments
the oak remembers
inside the tree rots
Tagged: battles, creative writing, haiku, oak, poetry
Wonderful Amy. We are going to see the oldest living things on earth soon. They grow in an isolated high altitude area of The High Sierras. Trees that are up yo 4400 years old. It is incredible to think about isn’t it!
I’d be quite happy just leaning against one of those trees! Have a superb time.
PS. I’ve never been called Amy before. An interesting feeling 🙂
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