Oak Tree II

 

Lying down and looking up,
I call for your return.
The golden leaves catch the breeze,
and entwine in those red threads
you created and held so gently long ago.
The wind sways the branches,
and far away it stirs your poetic soul.

 

Excerpt: The Oak Tree II from “Of Lilith and Anthony” by Katypoetess

 

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