Wednesday, July 29, 2009

PINECONESEED[1]


PINECONESEED

Pink seeds turning bright red

Inn the winter fuel for bed

Nottingham had none but oaken leavings turning brown

Entire fire burns cherry red

Cone of many uses found

One of them shellacked is ART

Near my heart IS food for bears

Entire hillsides where they hide

Several of them satisfy

Ending life of tree beginnings

Ending life of cone to seedling

Do you love the pinecone seeds

just as who loves you yes who says you do you seedling you

 

 

 
 


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