Just a few chips,
Fallen
Brief mid-spring snow…
Cruel surprise,
May sorrow
For an old friend’s
Final fall,
Missing autumn’s
Colorful festival by
Just a few moons…
And only leaving
As a silent goodbye
A trail of tree blood
By the roadside….
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Description for the visually impaired; Close up on wood chips along the side walk…
Cyranny's Cove 
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Indeed… a simple tribute to my dear gone tree. xx
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Beautiful, as always. I didn’t know they are called chips 😛
PS: Got me reply on email?
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Thank you, Saumya 🙂 I got your email… I’ll answer it tomorrow. No worries 🙂
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