The Tree Whispers
Artist Annie Mitchell
Audio book A Mother's Loss 1 & 2
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The Tree Whispers
Brown crumpled leaves lay scattered on the ground
the tree silently whispers hardly making a sound swaying to and fro the branches intertwine I gaze intensely though waiting for a sign I cannot see you or feel your touch invisible like the wind which hurts so much gently leaves begin to roll and tumble beneath until the strong high tree is shed of every leaf standing bare with no form no shelter now to keep us warm through wind and rain hail sleet or snow there is no place for us to go
I shade my eyes from the bright sun
I begin to frown I turn my head and look towards the ground
Annie Mitchell
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