Beech Trees and Peanut Butter Cookies
Generations~ You are like the stem Of a young beech-tree, Straight and swaying, Breaking out in golden leaves. Your walk is like the blowing of a beech-tree On a hill. Your voice is like leaves Softly struck upon by a South wind. Your shadow is no shadow, but a scattered sunshine; And at night you… Continue reading Beech Trees and Peanut Butter Cookies