Pine Needles

Standing stalwart and unconcerned

Surrounded by deceased pine needles and sky

The long haired pine adorns my visage

With healthy hair

It grows beyond my window

My friend and I go explore

In a suicide machine

The sacred woods

My personal sanctuary

One of the few in a population

Of many long haired pines

I desire to honor the

Population of sheltering trees

My friend understands

We breath fresh air together

Fresh air

George Geisinger

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About geostan51

I'm a wordsmith and a craftsman. I've been known to hand crochet just about anything escept granny squares. I've got about twenty titles in my name on the Kindle Store at Amazon.com.
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