Light Moves Across The Firs

Sunlight’s fading fast
Moving across the grand firs
Gray clouds up above 

Light Moves Across The Firs

Sunlight’s fading fast
Moving across the grand firs
Gray clouds up above 

The sun sits high 

Evening has arrived
Sunlight forcing itself down
Trees in their glory  

Youthful Memories

I look north

At familiar trees

Memories of youthful sorrows