Image Credit: Olive Tree
Refreshed, I thought
I need a prayer, what's left
in the backyard are hope,
we do have a choice, a good one.
I was just thinking that
we need to slow down, look back,
pick up pieces left behind, and
place them together to form a picture,
The moon is keeping an eye on earth,
Trees are her soul mates,
Since they validate her importance
via their shadows in silent wind.
Two lovely birds hang close to this big old tree,
Nobody knows what they are talking about,
In this icy cold winter evening,
It is delightful to see such a miracle:
Love bonds all.
Short Story Slam Week 19