This is a poem that I wrote several weeks ago about trees after spending a day hiking in the woods. I have always felt like trees are watching me, judging me almost, as I walk and talk by myself in their forest.
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Ginkgo Leaves from Hanna’s Trees
A short story I wrote last year that is fictional but based on reality, and emphasizes the importance of love and the risk of fearing love and letting it go. The trees represent money, art, success, popularity, creativity, places, fashion, pride, and all else; none of that can ever love you back.
