when the tall tall pine
holds onto snow
I see the echo of every Christmas
Resounding
OH Tannenbaum
thirty years tall
you carry our Christmas wishes
all the way to the stars
The Truth Of Scale
the proportion between
bird box and forest trees
makes me right sized
Towering Flowers
towering
above the moss
sedum skyscrapers
Oh Tannenbaum
nearly tall enough
to be topped by
a real star
Autumn’s Paint
colors run
in the wild
wet woods