Alone it stands naked and ashamed.

Who cares anyway?

All around him there is life,

Won’t you just look at it?

Full of color and

The hope for tomorrow.

I could care less!

No one really notices the dead.

No one really appreciates the beauty,

It once presented.

But it was a living thing at…..

It is just another obstacle to walk around.

It is just something to step over.

It is something in the way.

Soon to be cut down.

I don’t care! Leave the dam thing be will you?

It is just an eye sore to most.

I see the beauty of that dead tree.

I appreciate the stark vivid limbs.

Shut up will you?

NO!

Unseen by the flourishing leaf engulfed,

Trees surrounding it.

I take the time,

To count the branches

And

Take a photograph of being..

Alone.

.Cinda

09/06/2009