The leaves fall,
Autumn wanes,
Winter arrives.
what was green turn brown,
what was full become sparse.
Still here, still rooted—
Still trees!!
Whatever it may be
About the Creator
Marvelous Michael
I’m so glad you are here!
“Heaven and earth will pass away, but My words will by no means pass away.”
Matthew 24:35 NKJV
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Love the words and photo together!
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Still, trees look like they have this hollowness and emptiness inside... Great poem 👏
I love the poem and the tree is beautiful ♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️