I was looking out my window today, wondering what to write, when I saw it.
The perfect subject for today’s poem.
A dying tree.
the tree outside
branches at the
I hoped you liked this poem.
The actual tree, the star of this poem, is smiling smugly outside right now. I’m sure he’s bragging to all the other trees and making a regular nuisance of himself.
I’ll probably be hearing from the other trees soon.
They are waving their branches at me and look very annoyed, so I better get going…
But before I go, here is a quote, that, while it doesn’t have anything to do with this post, I think you will find it interesting.
“The world has turned upside down, like gravity changed it’s mind.” -Kylli Berg