Week 22 – A Tree Grows

A Tree Grows

A tree grows in Brooklyn.

 

It’s a book I never read,

But the strong twist of branches,

Higher than my windowsill,

Stands guard at my fire escape.

 

I love to watch the lights go on and off,

In the windows across the way.

 

A tree grows.

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