Beautiful symmetry of nature's desert trees,
sitting uncomfortably in the morning chill,
sun not warm enough right now to keep them
from freezing.
Branches lying still, hanging in the air,
leaves dangling so daintily, holding onto
life so far.
(8: 56 a.m. - 11/18/13)
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holding life so far, good writing, thanks.