2019-09-07T06:39:54+00:00September 7th, 2019|Tags: , , |

Tangled empty branches I clamber through Searching for some bud, some shoot, some blossom, Some opening into your secret hidden sap. Almost forgotten the spring, the summer of your bright green bounty: its precious fruit. I clamber carefully Not wanting to fall, Afraid this branch [...]