Giants, towering, stretching
Reaching for the sky.
Clothed in green finery.
In their gathering, there are no lies.
And we humans take them
For granted, for shade, for lumber,
for building, for burning.
Survivors stand their ground.
They persist in giving us oxygen
Beyond our level of care.
They must love us more than we.
S. D. Kilmer is a frequent contributor to Spillwords. His poems have appeared in literary anthologies variously edited by Steve Lester Carr, Stephen Sutton, Steve Wheeler, Rick Lupert and Robin Barratt. He has also appeared in other online literary eZines and regularly at his website - S. D. KILMER'S EXISTENTIAL LIFE. An Adoptee Survivor, Euro-American of Anglo-Irish roots, an Orthodox Christian, he writes from his hometown in Central New York State.