A Becky Original

Branches of silver, ever entwining towards the heavens
Bare of leaves, but not of soul

Soulfully reaching toward stars of hope
Of hope and love as rain pours down

Raindrops that glisten, silver in the twilight
All expansive air of night

Where lovers join
Imperceptible where one ends and the other begins

Tendrils of silver branches
Reaching towards eternity

by Becky Du Poise; copyrighted material