Arthritic Tree
written by: Karen O’Leary
You and I have
weathered many
storms. I pat
the gnarled trunk.
Your limbs have
been a refuge
since Jerry died
two years ago,
shortly after you
lost your mate
in a hurricane.
Our leaves drooped
for a while. Leaves
swirled in the wind.
Now, I dance as you
swish~~one
in the music.
Your branches hold
chirping birds as I
make new friends.
Yet, I still need
you, my friend,
as you understand
my pain.
Karen O’Leary is a writer and editor from West Fargo, ND. She has published poetry, short stories, and articles in a variety of venues including, 'Frogpond', 'A Hundred Gourds', 'bear creek haiku', 'Shemom', 'Creative Inspirations' and 'NeverEnding Story'. She edited an international online journal called Whispers for 5 ½ years. She enjoys sharing the gift of words.
Latest posts by Karen O'Leary (see all)
- Short Disorder - May 1, 2024
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- Arthritic Tree - October 3, 2022
