
trees come alive
when they die,
or they become
much more useful
when they’re dead;
whether they’re
providing a home
for small birds
and squirrels
in the wilds or
providing wood
for us to build
our own homes,
they’ve answered
a higher calling,
no longer only
providing shade.
–photo by me
Trees are beautiful in life or in death. I loved this photograph and poem!🌟
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Thank you, Susan!!😄
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Both living and dead trees are magically beautiful! 🙂
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The tree of life, the tree of knowledge, our family tree…trees are a living metaphor for so many things. Thanks, Tom, you seem to be coping okay😊
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