Debri of a tree's lifetime fallen beneath it's trunk <br />and branches onto the brown hard dirt, capturing it <br />all and making patterns if one were to look down. <br /> <br />Shadows fall and cover the ground with protection <br />from the sun for a while. <br /> <br />Nighttime frosts and ices all the debri until the <br />following day when once again it will be freed and <br />protected by nature's enhancing futures.<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-tree-s-lifetime/
