Monday, October 20, 2008
October tree you bring a sense of comfort to my soul. Comfort from your stability, robust and bursting with beauty. There you stand, waving in the fall breeze to me, golden and stoic, friendly and true.
How many years have you grown in that spot? How many seasons have passed you by? How many leaves cover you up then drop when the breezes blow by?
One year to the next, I move at a blazing pace wondering and waiting to change all while needing to stand, tall in one place as you do, stand fearless and still not bending to wind, the moon or a mood on somebody's face.
October tree you let me be me. You remain yet change, you give yet take both beauty and awe you are and will forever be.
Creative Writing by Andrea Cook, Crazy Jugs
Photography by Tammy Warren, A Day to Share with Tammy