Wednesday, November 11, 2015

My Children’s Valentine

My children are three trees
and one long-haired beauty
some people are just roses
as she is one unlike her
tattered brothers who won’t ever
leave home the orange gatekeeper
the bruised pomegranate protecting
the birdbath with his ragged arms
and the purpled-panicled
bee-enraptured chaste tree
did you think our going would be
any easier than our coming
we are nearing a time
when a tree will be as valuable
as a child and no child
will ever be expendable 

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