#Octpowrimo #Huggingatree
They line the road, from bottom to top
watching the people and vehicles pass by
doing their work without a word
the birds rest on their branches as they’ll flop
to trees with lots of leaves they’ll fly
the shade cast on the greens of the grass around
enjoying the cool from the suns rays unheard
out of the sun – on the shadiest ground
The Inkwell 