Seven beautiful trees
One dying
One reduced
To a pile of wood
One dying
One reduced
To a pile of wood
On a beautiful
Fall day
With a light blanketing
Of snow
On a beautiful
Fall day
With a light blanketing
Of snow
Is like adding
Sprinkles
To frosting
Overshadowed by
The snow-capped mountains
Beyond
Compassion at the core
The heart glows orange
Embers fuel passion’s fire
Winter gnaws at the bit
Eager, snorting
But the trees
Shed snow faster than leaves
I love a country that is big
That is grand
Where the sky
Makes love to land
I have already climbed further
Than I had ever imagined