photo (44) sky tree

I live up high in the Ozark trees

Where golden pine warblers perch on high

And their songs

run rampant through the trees.

I live up close

where I can meet the ancient skies

Adorned by white summer clouds floating by

Hallowed tree-framed windows

go straight up to the top of the world.

Where songbirds build their nesting homes

Feed and care for their young

And newborns learn to fly.

Leaving home to find their own homes

Parents don’t wait for their return – – –

Even in old age

When nature has completed its work

I choose to live

amongst new beginnings!