The clouds have brokena single teasing ray of lightdesends from the heavensfilling the world with bright smillessummer time campfiresand stary skiesto make everything good and happy once again.Yet it always remains abaymerely a day away

A Top

"A Poem."

A TopA snow coveredmountain topresides a solitarytree long abandoned. Deep cuts that pierceto its centerbleeding out sap, that runs down to the snow. Its needles slowly changing from comforting greento a dreary brownin longing for the treethat stood next to it.Now, there...