Sycamore

SycamoreReaching to the cold blue skySycamore Shedding old bark, growing newSycamoreSturdy, stable, strongSycamore

Evergreen

Open at first frostTo empty yourself ofPrecious seeds, Gifts to the waiting groundBefore rain and snowSwells and sproutsNew works of artIn spring to growChildren from the earthWooden sculpture of the Needle leafed tree.Blue Jays singAt the delicious chillOf your art galleryTreasure trove.

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