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When Trees Meet - Oct. 18, 2022

when two trees

touch for the first time

I see leaves hugging

and hands clasping

as if watching each other

separate for so long

spurs a flurry

of meet and greets

so longing to connect

they interlock branches

like green-skinned siblings

fostered too long apart

stroll down an old street

under this arch of relationships

it is caring

protective shade

lonely cats

never cry

in the hollow

of that contentment


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