Many Fifty Foot Or Taller Trees Poem by The Original Tom Maxwell

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A grayish black sky, Hanging low to high,
The branches, of all varieties of the trees,
Now bare, except for new buds, I see with my eyes,
Looking into the woods, many fifty foot, or taller trees,
I can only imagine, the miles, of their root systems,
That supports their weight,
As I stare out my window, in A sigh!
They provide, home and shelter for various animals, to live and be,
Much of the natural beauty, we enjoy during our time,
Will be growing for years, long after we die.




Tom Maxwell
2/5/2020 AD
11: 30 AM

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