A spreading oak on solid ground shed the twisted dried up twig I found.
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Reviews of "A Sign"
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on June 30, 2006
Where I live is an old Saxon site, with old yew and and oak, the oak looks tortued being a few hundred years old. Yet it has a feel of inner wisdom. I look at it thinking it was here when Henry Viii was alive...
Dear readers, this is my third book of poems, and inside are a special collection of what have turned out to be not only MY personal favorites, but also the favorites of many of YOU. Some of these have never been available in print before...
A stupendous haiku with a lot of hidden meanings and messages..
Rich in symbolism
Love the picture
Love
Peter
Susan