Day 92 of The 100 Day Poetry Project
I went for a walk in the meadow and saw my magic tree tonight. It reached its limbs out to me and I stopped to say hello and admire its beauty. It really is a beautiful tree and since I've written about it before in my poems, I feel a strong connection to it. Tonight the sunset was magical so I need to write about it and the magnificent tree together. As I write this the June Bugs are committing suicide by slamming into my windowpanes, drawn in by the light.
