This tree calls to me
calls to me each November
quietly whispers
don’t worry see you in spring
then we will both be renewed
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Come away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o
This tree calls to me
calls to me each November
quietly whispers
don’t worry see you in spring
then we will both be renewed
Lucid Gypsy 
Lovely photo and sentiment,Gilly
Bless it! All the colour has been drained out of me lately, Gilly. It’s almost take to the armchair with a tartan blanket time of year 🙂 Lovely tree and lovely hopeful words. Happy Thursday!
I understand why you’d feel wishy-washy but I can’t imagine you sitting still for long. Happy Thursday to you sweetheart ❤
Touching, Gilly. The tree comforting YOU about its absence for months to come. A handsome specimen. 🙂 ❤
What a cheerful tree clinging on to it s leaves (a Ginkgo?) when all around they are bare. Oh, yes, spring. Only winter to get through… I think I shall copy Jo and find myself a tartan blanket 🙂
A beautiful tanka. I love the conversational tone, and the repetition works beautifully. A long time to wait for renewal, as I’m realising under fog, with subzero looming. 35° at (other) home the other day: J returns next week having stored this up for here, I hope.
Such is life 🙂
It’s so beautiful and hopeful and in a few eloquent words. Thank you, Gilly!
Love this tree photo. 🙂
Lovely .. It’s like that isn’t it! Spring to look forward to. Great post 😃
it’s good to have a tree ally like this one, to make it through the winter 🙂