For Ruth - Poem by Fred Babbin
We have a tiny Japanese garden in back, and this Elm was about a yard in diameter in the wrong place. It got Dutch Elm disease this year.
Farewell great Elm,
I knew you well.
You were my bane and her delight.
Your life was long and good
but you were also mortal.
And so mortality
took it’s payment
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