Sunday, April 10, 2016

sugar maple

in the light,
in the fall, the one tree.
a blood tree
full
of red leaves
shines bright in the narrow
lane of sun.
each day
you pass it, stopping
at the light,
waiting your turn
to go home.
each year it blooms,
it dies,
it returns.
so do you. so do you.

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