September 2022
A dying tree makes me weep.
How beautiful it once was,
how it will never be again.
It’s branches no longer bend.
It longs for sleep
as Spring brings ever-closer
its impending end.
EM ANEKAF







September 2022 A dying tree makes me weep.How beautiful it once was,how it will never be again.It’s branches no longer bend.It longs for sleepas Spring brings ever-closerits impending end. EM ANEKAF