Forest Dweller

by Crystalwizard

Tall and stately,
Stark against the sky.
Branches bereft of summer’s cloud of green.
Bark flaking in tattered shreds.
A hole, the tip of a tail dangling forth.
It sleeps
To awaken to the song of spring
Or die from winter’s ravages.
Alone.
But not forgotten.


Copyright © 2009 by Crystalwizard

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