Trees & Other Stuff
Trees shape a welcome
to sound waves of thunder, an
escort of cool rain.
~ ~ ~
An ankle-length robe
of pink clouds, a spider web
veil of silver pearls.
~ ~ ~
Red Bull with prune juice
is my choice to chill down, and
run smoothly through life.
poem by Rick Stokes
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