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But only God can make a tree (Dew Drop Inn #28) [60]

But only God can make a tree

Before the blight killed them all,
the mighty elm with arms outstretched
vaulted cathedrals above her avenues
Spring-covered with masses of winged seeds
and hanging baskets of orange orioles
in the cooling shade of Summer,
the golden shade of autumn's light,
last color fading from our sight,
November's lingering whispers in it's hair
strong branches almost bare.
No fairer tree grew in all our realm,
soaring above us with arms outstretched
than the cathedrals of the mighty elm.

© Kåre Enga (28.april.2017) [174.60]

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