Her Trees

 

A stranger, Francois,
had written
to say
how he felt
about her photos
of trees

Holy sentries
posed against
urban fences,
walls.

She held his letter
in her hand
while Nurse Joon
scurried
to her reclining chair,
checked the
IV flow.

Today she didn't
care
about needles
that scarred
her veins.

Francois
loved her trees
and had written
to tell her so.

***

Tree Portraits on Flickr

Comments

[Msmas]

Wonderful indeed

[linda]

A beautiful poem.

[Jeff]

Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing it, Jane.