My Branches, My Leaves

it is cold on this grey snow day
I have no dreams, no feelings
I cannot even care

sun is hidden by mopish clouds
life is dormant, nothing is green
I am forest tree
deep in winter
naked, I wait for spring

Barbara Gari Serio, Copyright, 1967

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