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Tree of Life (Haiku) by ALChemy

A lone winter birch filled with leaves bright red. They sing, then fly to warm nests.

ecargo 25-Jan-06/12:03 PM
Ah, but birch leaves turn yellow in fall, not red. And you seldom see one alone (they like their own kind).

Pedantic, sure. ;-D

How 'bout a nice boxelder? No one ever writes about boxelders (except maybe Stephen Malkmus).




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