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  • Writer's pictureClarke Wallace
    • Apr 30
    • 1 min read

BLESS THE TREES


We take them for granted. In the fall they lose their

leaves little by little until the are stripped naked. They

spend the winter being snowed on, blown around by a

cruel wind making we humans shiver in the cold.


Along comes spring and you look out wondering what

happens in their roots where life for them begins

all over again .


I’m talking of the deciduous variety. The maples, the oaks.

Mid- April comes along and you see little hints of greenery

and we sigh to ourselves wondering how that miracle

happens all on its own.


Author’s comment: Thank goodness it does. Over the next

weeks these beautiful trees come back to life right before

our eyes. Without us having a damn thing to do about it.

We count our blessings that we’re alive to see it happen.

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