The pear tree,
split by lightning, leans
against the cedar fence.

And as cake ice melts
from its limbs, in the last throes
of a winter soon gone,

Its fingers, thin
above my open hand,
place the full green promise
of Autumn in my palm.

Image: Plush Design Studio on Unsplash

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