Saturday, February 5, 2011


Take all of me and watch me die the slow death of trees uncared for,
The long branches, graceful and free,
cut down to ridiculous sparseness. . .

twigs only, like me, that struggle to breathe
through seasons of struggle and harshness.
(These Oaks, once strong and beautiful, with much to offer to passers-by, neighbors, and the neighborhood as a whole, were suddenly taken down by thoughtlessness for the greater good of the micro-environment. Years of growth gone in a day and in a few months time half of the 7 or 8 trees had died as a result)

[posted via iPhone]

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