Pin Oak Poet

When I go, I’ll go
like the pin-oak
in the front yard:
litter the Earth with
pieces of myself;
loose-leaf proofs
I existed.

2 thoughts on “Pin Oak Poet”

Patrick Canganelli December 30, 201910:59 am Reply

Mavelous sentiment. and photo backs it up.

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1. beznco December 30, 201911:00 am Reply
  
  Thank you so much for the kind words!
  
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