Nov 30, 2025
Do you hear me trees?
Do you remember my name?
Do you recall how we sat together
And it was the world that you explained?
Now I see callous mouths
Come to instruct you gone
And the butterflies that watched us
Are singing a new funeral song.
Soft light that held us
Will you come and hold me still?
Alone in a gold world
That once with emerald was full.
Let me seek solace in memories of branches I knew.
Do you think of me trees?
I’m always thinking of you.