rene~2009
the old birch had fallen
a sad thing, many of the townsfolk had said
something once so tall and majestic
now laid down so low
but the children...
they saw it differently
the old birch had changed, yes
but into a wonderful thing
it had simply become a bridge
Peace ~ Rene
Ah, sweet perspective. If any two things save is world it will be love and perspective. And humor...
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Casey
gotta love how children see the world...with possibility in their eyes...
ReplyDeleteLike so many things, it's all in how you look at it.
ReplyDeletePearl
Thanks for reading! Though I don't get much time to comment I really do appreciate it.
ReplyDeletePeace ~ Rene
I usually cry when I see a big, grand tree fall but this gives it new breath! Very nice Rene.
ReplyDeletejj
Everything serves a purpose!
ReplyDeleteI like the theme of this.
i LOVE branches and trunks across water. there is something so satisfying about it.
ReplyDeletethat child like wonder! Ahhh. We all need some of that, don't we?
ReplyDeleteI Love this piece!
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