An Aching Oak or Ailing Elm

Groping upward, toward the heavens,

The dying tree’s old limbs,

Bleached by the sun,

Seemed at odds, “sixes and sevens”,

With the sky’s dark blue hymns,

Knowing life’s done.

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About cdsmiller17

I am an Astrologer who also writes about world events. My first eBook "At This Point in Time" is available through most on-line book stores. I have now serialized my second book "The Star of Bethlehem" here.
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