Without Trees

 

without-trees

Can we live without trees?
Without their leaves rustling in the breeze,
The scent they flow,
When summer comes
Their dead that fall
On autumn days;
Even when they have surpassed;
Some immortal soul remain,
White against perpetual green,
Proud still in decay.

© Fingleton (Octobre 2016) (Löst Viking)
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Löst-Viking/746104845419195

4 thoughts on “Without Trees

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *