by Lynn White
The trees are bare
where the leaves
have fallen
somewhere.
Not there.
Not here
where
the ground grieves
for all its lost leaves
as the dance goes on.
First published in Celebration of Trees Anthology, Orenaug Mountain Publishing, March 2026
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